Hey ... Out there I'm worried about my wife Could somebody please take her a message Tell her everything will be ok Man I don't know This has just been a really weird day That much I can truly say Because I lived it
Let's see... I got up as usual at 5 a.m. Like always I kissed her cheek She never knows I do it ... I've asked But I like it because she mumbles in her sleep What she says or doesn't say matters not Is the little smile that appears that I'm after I catch it in my cortex and then slowly let it seep Into every fiber of my being As I deal with my working day
Sometimes it's like it's a 3D image Floating right out in front of me Usually when some wackadooΒ Β corporate **** Is making it extra hard for me continue to be A puppet Yeah that's right Then if you don't understand it Chances are you're probably White
Now I'm not lumping you all together Though I can say this much for sure You will never understand my existence And what each day I must endure
This day has just been plain stupid I know of no other word to express The way a simple stop to pick up milk For my twin girls breakfast can become such a mess
Put your hands above your head Get on your knees Don't move or I'll shoot you Get down on your knees For a Split Second Abbott and Costello Flittered through the Kaleidoscope behind my eyes And I think it was that little smile that that created Was what sealed my eternal fate
Those cops just shot me I said So why do I not feel any pain The slow staccato echo of gunshots 23 times I counted - again and again and again
Crazy man - this is just crazy So I say again to the man pushing the Gurney Just before they load me into the ambulance Just after they pull the blanket over my head Hey you out there I'm worried about my wife I don't know...what she and the girls will do now... Now that I am dead