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Wednesday, May 29, 2013

Ode to an Itch

Thanks for comin to see the show

We work hard at our jobs, as we all well know

I'll do my best to make it worth your dime

I smile when I realize

 what it means to give me your time




This itch well it can kill you anyway,

but lots of us,

we try and scratch it every second every day




My subject goes by lots of names,

we could call him death

He played  lots of silly games

 random expressions of hate,

 often spoken under his breath

One night while drunk and stoned, he was trying to be a man

He gave a girl a ride home, doin' the best his cloudy mind can

His car got stuck in her driveway, he left it there to walk that day




This itch well it can kill you anyway, 

but lots of us, 

we try and scratch it every second every day




He sunddenly thought it fun to go inside a stranger's house

tip toe on the god damn floor as quiet as a mouse

the home owner  might have a gun

a cautious thought? he didn't have one



This itch well it can kill you anyway, 

but lots of us, 

we try and scratch it every second every day




The guy in bed, wasn't ready to be dead

a deal was made, a card was played

The cops drove up and did their job

they protect the people that death might rob

Death followed my friend for 20 years

he caused him pain, hell and tears

My friend is strong, like a bamboo reed

he always found the things he'd need

he loved the world , and cried inside

he had to ascend, he always tried




This itch well it can kill you anyway, 

but lots of us, 

we try and scratch it every second every day






he acted tough, just not enough

he got real scared, his soul was bared

was he good was he bad, was he ready to be a Dad

The kids they came, they played their game

the made my friend, wanna stick around,

he looked for more, of that love he found




This itch well it can kill you anyway, 

but lots of us, 

we try and scratch it every second every day



Death he saw , this was no game

His play was right, with all his might

he did the best he could that night

he did break in, and wore a grin

he fought a war for 20 yrs

always knew he would win.




This itch well it can kill you anyway, 

but lots of us, 

we try and scratch it every second every day

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