Shout

When your head's in a funk
if you smell a dead skunk
when goosed by an elephant's trunk

when your money is spent
ate cheeseburgers during lent
don't know where your life went

shout

if your lover has split
left you in a childish fit
you're so mad you could spit

you hear the same song and dance
from politicians there's not much of a chance
changes will come with that stance

just shout  

if your skin is getting wrinkled
your hair with gray is getting sprinkled
not sure when's the last time you tinkled

if you forgot where you were headed
those final exams so dam dreaded
St. Pete's approval you've so fretted

you need to shout

maybe someone will hear
before you disappear
your cries so clear

not ready to say goodbye
buy a new bottle of dye
spike your hair up real high

and shout  

Morpheus aka Gomer LePoet...