Isn't it funny how life goes?
Ups and downs, highs and lows,
Sometimes we all feel pain,
Each one will feel the same

But we must not give up,
We must not succumb,
We must soldier on,
Till the pain goes numb

And I know it's hard,
It will hurt you inside,
When a loved one has gone,
And their presence subsides

But do not surrender,
For you will get through,
To all those in pain,
I have faith in you.

Hey mister, can you spare me a dime
or maybe just a moment of your time
I hate to admit, I'm a starving artist
and these days are the hardest

it seems senseless starving for art
artistic integrity plays a big part
parting my ways seems so hard
hardest part is silencing my heart

hey mister, can I sell you a rhyme
it might mean something over some time
I'm proud to admit I'm a starving artist
but my choices aren't the smartest

It was twenty past two,
In my bed I was snoozing
Soon to be awoken,
Though not through my choosing

I needed to urinate,
I had to go and ***,
Not one beer before bed,
Instead I had three

Not that I was drunk,
Not even a little,
The issue you could say -
My wakefulness was brittle

I went to the bathroom,
Not turning on a light,
A lapse of judgement,
I'll admit in hind sight

My urethra had opened,
My ***** did ****,
But unfortunately my friends,
It was quite the bad miss

In the darkness I stood,
As I threw down a towel,
An action that ultimately,
Only led to a row

Apparantly this mopping,
And a squirt of febreeze,
Just wasn't enough,
To put my girlfriend at ease.

If you cannot correct 'em
Kick 'em in the ******

Chim chimery,
Chim chimery,
Chim chim cheroo,
My ***** gets hard when I'm taking a poo.