Mind in Pocket کے بول

Say what you want Stuffed air, muggy, thunderous July Snatches of human drum 'n' bass rolling by Noise intrudes into my interesting mood Over half-read books And half-eaten food Upstairs they're staging the usual riot But I'd prefer it to the silence I'm more afraid of quiet I need the cities shrieks This night of urban charms There's people on the street Dancing to their car alarms Put your mind in your pocket Put your pocket Where your mouth should be Talk to a totally nude girl for a dollar I'm in a topless mood But my dick can't be bothered I want to speak to a fully clothed person For free I think But I'm not really certain