Don’t drink near a knife,
It’ll bring on a fight
With bottles bursting in screams
And follies thirsting on action,
‘Till a pool of jelly dried on wood
Hears the earlobe discontent not hearing
And with freedom bleeds to the floor.
Don’t ever entertain a demon
Or you’ll get lost in wailing tunes,
Of remorse in such guilty glee
That the demon won’t flee.
I pray you fight all that evil I left
And don’t lay a finger on her
Or god’ll break it a thousand times.
If you spawn a tear on that luscious face
Hell for you will be too kind a place.
And son, don’t be a bad daddy
Like I surely done.
No matter how much it scares ya
There ain’t nowhere to run.
And boy hear my pleadin’
‘Cause all I can do
Is tell you to do what I say
And not what I do.
Jul 22, 2015
Jul 22, 2015 at 2:31 PM UTC
Don’t drink near a knife,
It’ll bring on a fight
With bottles bursting in screams
And follies thirsting on action,
‘Till a pool of jelly dried on wood
Hears the earlobe discontent not hearing
And with freedom bleeds to the floor.
Don’t ever entertain a demon
Or you’ll get lost in wailing tunes,
Of remorse in such guilty glee
That the demon won’t flee.
I pray you fight all that evil I left
And don’t lay a finger on her
Or god’ll break it a thousand times.
If you spawn a tear on that luscious face
Hell for you will be too kind a place.
And son, don’t be a bad daddy
Like I surely done.
No matter how much it scares ya
There ain’t nowhere to run.
And boy hear my pleadin’
‘Cause all I can do
Is tell you to do what I say
And not what I do.
