I argued with a wounded man

He saying so

And me saying: "Oh man,

Why can't the beer in my glass

Stop to fizz

The insane hiss"

He said:

"Drink up boy,

It takes a whole lot a lot

when you're up to your neck in this"

Now there are demons all around me

Saying I should get a taste of

what freedom really is

And that I shouldn't resist

The wealth

Of this oblivion



I used to play with toyguns and toyknives

But my daddy

He never thought me how to kill

He told me how to take the blame

But my daddy

He didn't teach me how to kill

I was told to be discreet

And to be able to take an insult

But I was so discreet

nobody noticed me momma



I was told to fear

And fear alone

Would help me what to choose

I dreamed myself to solitude

And I left behind my family and my kin



I pack my bags

And I go slide back to my mother

To hide in her shack

From this a

Fighting and fussin'



I was raised on meat and alcohol

It don't do any good at all

I went clips

Eclipse

But I ain't did no

I ain't had no

I ain't coming back



It's amazing how only a little faith

Can point someone in one peculiar direction

But how much it takes for people to admit

They were wrong

And to renegotiate their intentions

Or how quickly they irritate

If you only mention

That only 2-3-5 changes

To their daily ways

Could make a whole lotta difference

In the chain of days

In time and space



I hope I won't get busted

Cause I done no wrong

But of course

You never know

What change might come

In morality

Or economy

Ecology

Sexuality

Or any