| KILLING TIME IN THE AFTERNOON |
| HOME AGAIN HOME AGAIN I'M ON MY LAST STRING DEEP IN THE CITY POUNDING ON THE PAVEMENT WITH MY BATTERD OL' BOOTS PULLING IN THE SUN WITH EVERY INCH OF BLACK HOME AGAIN HOME AGAIN THROW MY BACK PACK ON THE COUCH NO NEWS NO MAIL NOT EVEN A CALL NOBODY LOVES ME THE STENCH OF DETH LINGERS BY THE SINK GREEN AND BROWN BOTTLES FIGHT BATTLES ON THE TABLE WITH CIGARETT SWORDS AND BEER CAP LAND MINES THEY SET TRAPS FOR HUMANS WE'LL NEVER SEE HOME AGAIN HOME AGAIN ITS A QUARTER PAST TWO DOORS STILL STAY SHUT WITH DOSILE ZOMBIES HIDDEN BEHIND THEM TO AWAKEN IN A STUPOR THE HARSH SUN SENDS THEM GROANING AND BACK TO THEIR CAVES FOR YEARS OF SLEEP AWAKEN ONLY AT NIGHT HOME AGAIN HOME AGAIN THROUGH SMOKE LINES OF SUN DANCE IN MY EYELIDS OVERFLOWING TO A MUSHROOM CLOUD SOAR OLD LUNGS NEED A VACATION TO TEXAS WE'LL GO TWO BUT ONLY IF HE LETS US HOME AGAIN HOME AGAIN NOTHING EVER CHANGES GO TO SLEEP DO IT AGAIN INTO THIS CYCLE IT'S NOT ENOUGH I'M STUCK I'M STUCK I'M STUCK HOME AGAIN HOME AGAIN GOD DAMNITT I'M HOME AGAIN!!!! |