Basketball

In my defence I never played So hot for varsity But ill score again That untouched net The source of dread I wanted my own hole To crawl through Still do Basketball in a vacant lot The suprising scent Of a gland contracting Up against the playground fence With so much guilt i couldn't protest You too One finger on the ball Suspended round you go spinning slow You go slow There is another point For the pointless team im cheering on With pom poms and batons Why are you sweating your game Another holy spasm with radioactive conjurings Their fearful lord who waxed my brow and licked up all my salt Girls hit the showers now And if you wanna drown breathe slow Breathe not at all There is another point For the pointless team im cheering on With pom poms and batons