A perfect song.

Goddamn' Europeans–
take me back to
beautiful England

and the grey, damp filthiness of ages,
and battered books and fog rolling down behind the mountains,
on the graveyards, and dead sea-captains.

Let me walk through the stinking alleys
to the music of drunken beatings;
past the Thames River; glistening
like gold hastily sold
for nothing; nothing!

Let me watch night fall on the river,
the moon rise up and turn to silver,
the sky move, the ocean shimmer,
the hedge shake, the last living rose; quiver.     

*While Nicki Minaj and Weezy town make all the money,
this lil' honey making all the good!