Fool
Leave this passive, comatose state
That smothers will and so gestates
The nauseating pull of the walking dead
Step out of line, wake up, arise
Be born again with open eyes
And fill thy pockets with waking breath
For there is indeed life after death
Right from the start
I had a black cloud for a heart
And the rain from my bladder, it fell
I pissed like a cynic
And fools I did mimic
On earth as it is down in hell
Knee deep in the sewer
My head full of ether
With nothing of value to sell
So if anybody knows
Good reason why those fellows
Smile at leisure, pray tell
Cos I'm an idiot
I'm an imbecile
But to live like this it has to be real
I'm a dimwit
A fool
A first class cretin
A buffoon
Not cool
As a rule
A fool
Laughter
Right from the start
I had a black cloud for a heart
And the rain from my bladder, it fell
I pissed like a cynic
And fools I did mimic
On earth as it is down in hell
Knee deep in the sewer
My head full of ether
With nothing of value to sell
So if anybody knows
Good reason why those fellows
Smile at leisure, pray tell
Cos I'm an idiot
I'm an imbecile
But to live like this it has to be real
Autor(es): Doghouse