Patti Smith April Fool

Come be my April Fool Come you re the only one Come on your rusted bike Come we ll break all the rules We ll ride like writers ride Neither rich nor broke We ll race through alleyways In our tattered cloaks so Come be my April Fool Come we ll break all the rules We ll burn all of our poems Add to God s debris We ll pray to all of our saints Icons of mystery We ll tramp through the mire When our souls feel dead With laughter we ll inspire Then back to life again Come you re the only one Come be my April Fool Come come Be my April Fool We ll break all the rules br, br,