Evil Leather

he woke up cursing like an unpolite cop on speed
spoke in tongues that only monsters thought they knew
grabbed his stuff got up early in his dreams he could
see the evil in a perfect pair of shoes

hey man, the devil is waiting in the clothes
we wear
the mad preacher told me as i was crossing
his street
heading to an old hotel ready for a cold gin fizz
I don’t believe a word he said about anything

we didn’t trust the man
what if he’s right
then we’re wearing devils
since the beginning of times
is it in the sinthetics?
or maybe in aunthentic
leather, cotton, silk