Seamus Anthony - Pooh-Bah

Текст с Bandcamp’а: “An old tune I wrote back in the nineties, freshly rediscovered by me and returned to the fold. It borrows its title from the Pulp Fiction line by Eric Stoltz that goes something like “don’t be bringing no fucked-up Poo-Bah to my house”. Poo-Bah By Seamus Anthony Ennis Karma’s gonna get you boy. Karma’s gonna get you boy. One minute you’re crusin’, The next your bruised and battered like a discarded toy. She’s a fucked up Poo-Bah yeah. She’s a fucked up Poo-Bah yeah. And nothin’ in this world never made any Goddamn sense to me. No, I could never make any sense out of this Goddamned world. Tomorrow is a car crash, And yesterday - well that’s just history. Tonight it’s cigarette ash, And a beautiful girl, But I could never make any sense out of this world. It’s messin’ me up in the head. Yes, it’s screwing me up in the head. One minute you’re fine, The next minute you find, That you’re lyin’ on the floor and you’re dead, Or that you’re messin’ up a hospital bed. Out of this world, Outta this world, Out of my head, And out of this world. from Recorded on my iPhone, released April 13, 2010“