banking on homelessness that's to come –
that the DNR, State Po-lice & the oil guys won't find:
'cause bad luck puts its pants on 2 or 3 legs at a time.
I just had to turn into the skid,
but then the skid turned into me and mine.
You'll want the poison in your mouth –
it's just so much worse in the eyes.
I’m marooned, I'm marooned in realtime.
The TV from the future
tells everyone the next things to get scared about.
..So we're not quite sure
how much it is we all want the then to be now.
Because the what & the how’s not the why,
and the seed is just not the root;
and Grandma only taught me manners & Manhattans,
and that most folks' hair needs cut.
I'm marooned, I'm marooned in realtime.
—Anything can be bruised so
don't say "sorry" if you just mean "no".
Guess I've found myself some days where
time's gonna take longer than usual...
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