Standing on the sidewalk
Hearing all the back talk
Watching while they cakewalk
Wonderin’ how I got here.
Step behind the bar table
Fool yourself if you are able
Tell yourself this ain’t no stable
And them ain’t dumb animals.
Start a conversation
End it in frustration
Why the aggravation
You know ******* can’t talk.
Turn into a pill head
Drop ‘em til you see red
Wish that you could be dead
Or anywhere but here.
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Tried this one summer in my youth. Hated it.