Sometimes I feel...
...like that same million bucks that have been used to pay for numerous cocaine shipments, shady arms deals, unfathomable Congressional bribes and Pamela Anderson's numerous breast transmutations.
...that if the idiots who own the razor's edge that I'm walking really wanted me to take them seriously, they should have bothered to sharpen it.
...all mushy inside. Perhaps I should see if the pawn shop on the corner still has my spine.
...massive confusion and frustration. I've heard that life is a terminal condition though, so at least this won't last forever.
...as if a million voices suddenly cried out, and were silenced, by their own stupidity. Oh, I guess that would have been the last election.
...that if the idiots who own the razor's edge that I'm walking really wanted me to take them seriously, they should have bothered to sharpen it.
...all mushy inside. Perhaps I should see if the pawn shop on the corner still has my spine.
...massive confusion and frustration. I've heard that life is a terminal condition though, so at least this won't last forever.
...as if a million voices suddenly cried out, and were silenced, by their own stupidity. Oh, I guess that would have been the last election.
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And the little children say amen.
AMEN!
I promise not to be such a Gloomy Gus today.
Better not or I'll come over there and put your pants back on.
Well if it gets you in the neighborhood, I may have to get on with a serious funk.
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