I saw joy today,
she was peeking out
from behind yonder's wall.
A passing fancy,
a snowball's chance in hell.
Give me
what you got
then move along.
Hush now,
don't say a word,
quit ***** footin' around,
get to the heart
of the matter,
lay it on me,
don't hold
nothing back.
Unfolding
as it should,
a divine plan
run amock...
God soldiers on
casting shame
on this ball-and-chain.
So pass the peas
and pop the corn,
kick your shoes off
and rest your mind
in the palms
of your hands.
Lean back
and gobble
the grapes
Spill the wine
along the way,
it's only
a bridge
heading
nowhere fast.
A slippery slope
sliding into
a fresh new suit,
no shackles
for bangles.
Take the free ride
with the price
of admission,
pay attention now,
that's the ticket.
Easy boy whoa,
whoa boy
easy now,
whoa boy whoa.
© 2013
Mar 3, 2013
Mar 3, 2013 at 7:57 PM UTC
I saw joy today,
she was peeking out
from behind yonder's wall.
A passing fancy,
a snowball's chance in hell.
Give me
what you got
then move along.
Hush now,
don't say a word,
quit ***** footin' around,
get to the heart
of the matter,
lay it on me,
don't hold
nothing back.
Unfolding
as it should,
a divine plan
run amock...
God soldiers on
casting shame
on this ball-and-chain.
So pass the peas
and pop the corn,
kick your shoes off
and rest your mind
in the palms
of your hands.
Lean back
and gobble
the grapes
Spill the wine
along the way,
it's only
a bridge
heading
nowhere fast.
A slippery slope
sliding into
a fresh new suit,
no shackles
for bangles.
Take the free ride
with the price
of admission,
pay attention now,
that's the ticket.
Easy boy whoa,
whoa boy
easy now,
whoa boy whoa.
© 2013
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