Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Suffering Fools

(Fish Or Cut Bait)

I'm all right for now, but while I'm dancing on a string,
The rest of you can go to Jesus
If that's what you think you need.
I'll be along when I'm dead
Or when I've caught my breath,
Whichever one comes first.

In the short run, though, I expect that I'll fall off the stage
Or plunge through the breaking ice,
And most of you standing by are people I don't even know
Who probably won't help me,
So you can all go to blazes directly
And maybe I'll see you there instead

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