i know it switches tences, and i like that. it's like a psychotic shotgun pattern. what do you poets think? thank you!
well he was rolling outta cowtown
and he had a heavy heart
he hated everything, he wasnt on a lark
things got bad, things got worse
sometimes we all know how it goes
some sob was going down
you better take it deep in your heart
maybe a mortgage banker maybe a rich tycoon
maybe some kinda politico, who know's? maybe you?
but some sob is going down thats all i got to say
when the blood is spilled, don't look my way
i wouldnt want it to spill on you
someone's got to make it right
someone's got to make it real
GET THE F' OUTTA MY WAY....
'cause I'M an Irish freight train
headed staright to h**l
drinking bad whiskey and ringing a bell
I got no conscience, I got no will
yeah, i'm gonna kill some sob one a these daze
just to see how it feels.......
woo-woo.....
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