Billy sees the wall holes
the gatorade pile goes
up to the ceiling
it's hard to see what he's feeling
when the screen screams yahoo
to fantasize a tie ball
game in the tradeoff
throw up another firewall
who am I?
just pie in the sky?
I gotta email apology
and open up the scar wound
and ask for introspection
from disco stu
into lyrical sanity
tangled up in the beisner blue
Freedom mails back vague
traces of a broken leg
wash me with a dirty rag
and watch the puppy tail wag
excited in the dog house
Freedom in a clean blouse
says I need a head douse
straight from the horse's mouth
who am I?
just another guy?
I gotta end my old life
practice with a blunt knife
the black girl asks me with strife
"is that woman your wife?"
and try to end your old life
when you take away my blunt knife
and give it back so you can go
and try and find some more night
think hard think soft
way to turn your brain off
just when I think you've had enough
you try to make me turn and cough
ride the bus get cussed
don't touch my knee
can't ya leave well finally
why can't ya do it quietly
who am I?
not my inner thigh!?!
but farm girl violence
it seeps through the armed world
there is no silence
she acts like she likes me
when she wants to fight me
escape to the highlands
and try to close my eyelids
just shut out this crazy kid
and hard rain slow pain
deep lax no pax income tax
no air high fare
don't try to really care
melt ice melt snow slush cone
can't scream can't moan
why all you people
just leave the snowman alone
who am I?
am I just living a lie?
I'm lost inside the guidemap
climb upon her wide lap
and try to take my nap
combination cry/slap
I guess I better leave
I won't dry tears on your sleeve
it's just I cannot take
all these fly traps in the mind crap
life is hard
