Song Without An Ending


I like you I think that you're pretty good
But I think that you think, that I
Well that I'm a bit undercooked

I'm lazy, I play silly jokes & go over the top
& one of these days it's gonna get me killed,
& that will be my lot!

I suppose I'd leave you alone, after a while,
but I'll lie in my bed, feeding my head,
Until I become - fairly intelligent

100,000 people today were burned
I felt a pang of concern,
- what are we waitin' for - a message of hope
- from the POPE!
I think he got shot as well!!!!

When everyday of your life, seems the same
- as the last,
& you know who you're gonna meet
- & what they're gonna ask
then supposin' your legs just withered away
& you had to somehow slide around on your
backside - for the rest of your days
'Imagine' that you're happy now
It's easy if you try - because we're all caught
up in a mortifying loop - LIFE







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