2003-10-22 - 10:42 p.m.
have you ever had that joy ride feel
when all around you seems surreal
resplendant waves of ecstacy
that is what she did to me
God knows, she would've been good for me
but at the time I was such a travesty
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you see, I thought I was "the man" but I wasn't
a fool believes that love will last but then it doesn't
at least that was underneath the mighty tide
the overwhelming love-is-blinding no joy ride
and I wipe my brow in uncomical relief
and after years of astronomical belief
against all oddities and self-inflicted grief
I have now come to this conclusion: make it brief
don't darken doorsteps with your heart upon your skewer
don't waste your time trying to sanitize the sewer
don't bust your balls, Niagra falls,
the ceiling's down without the walls,
I mean, the framing
here's where I'm aiming
this is the gamble you should take,
and not the gaming,
I start to ramble when I talk about unshaming
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but here it goes
avoid the woes
and put to work the thing that keeps you on your toes
whatever it takes
avoid mistakes
that could result in you becoming someone's aches
carry your visa
play mother theresa
and do it just to spite the selfish puss and platter
if you don't like yourself then tell me, what's it matter?
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don't punish self by heaping shame upon your shoulder
you'd best grow up before you don't get too much older
freak out yourself with different ways to trick your senses
like when a stoner always grins through his defenses
is he just high or is he acting like he's happy
so you won't know if he's just stoked or feeling slappy
after flowing in this behavior
I confess I need a savior
all the while I know I've found the secret key
the way to govern all the waywardness in me
it's not a thing I have to try to think and be
I gotta say, it's spirit-grown, organically!
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