Ivan, he works only when he has to. And he has to a lot. ‘Cause mice and ducks and prairie chickens They want to be caught. By Ivan. Sleepy Ivan. With a full food bowl you ought naught. But the you that’s you can’t stop. Barry
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What the fuck! What the fuck! How’ma get mahself right outa this muck? Maybe by huck. Maybe by cruck. Gonna git mah self out Doan y’all look. Thank you, friend. Barry out.
Somebody’s playing on Saturday. Playin’ on Sunday too. Playin’ on the players whom are Playin’ on the players. Kinda like players do. Thank you, friend. Barry out.
No need to kill all of you. One or two will do. Cause if I get rid of those two mees. More room for me too. Thank you, friend. Barry out.
Show them how to listen. Listen and watch and learn. Show them how to enjoy the sun Without suffering a bad sunburn. Show them how the wind sets sails. Show them how the wind can gale. Let them frolic in a friendly gust then Show them there’s a time to bail. Let ’em play at […]
I hate to report on the weather. It don’t look good for the Weakened. They’re sick and fed up. Tired of their lot. Looking for alternative stipend. Good you say go. No mama ho. But you still full Of their groceries. U think a bit. U made from shit. God shit, your Dada, who cares? […]
Light that smile. Start that hug. Splash around love and Don’t think of The cost of it or if It will spread. Stir your embers ‘fore Your fire goes dead. Then in your head let It be said that Love’s no bed Of roses. Thank you, friend. Barry out.
She got herself mixed up in shit. A loop-de-loop with a little twist. A cord wrapped around a nothing knob A no step step to the gravity god. A trip to Terra Firma Flailing, jiggling blob. Of curious, about to hurt, flesh. Why life? Thank you, friend. Barry out.
Shoot all day long. Take breaks, shoot again. Maka lotsa noise. Cause silence pain. Cause you don’t aim. Gonna be shootin’ tomorrow. Thank you, friend. Barry out.
See Joey takes shit to heart. Some shit tears Joey apart. Joey worries about it ya Joey’d love to say Ta Da! Just friggin’ with you all Joey’s here to take the fall An mama don’t you call I’ll call you. Thank you, friend. Barry out.
Someone wants your number called. Someone wants your spot in line. Someone thinks your spot placement Better than theirs. In your spot life is fine. Soo fine! From full whine to soo fine… They want some! Thank you, friend. Barry out.
What comes around goes around. But not on time. It comes around what it goes around, Always on time. Thank you, friend. Barry out.