You Don’t Know Mad And You’ll Take What They Give You

Buddy don’t like no confrontation.

Rude people pain his ass.

But Buddy says shit with a mouth full of it.

He shuts his damn mouth and fast.

He sees a cop from India.

A soldier here from Guam.

And an alcoholic veteran

All fought out.

Left his fight in ‘Nam.

Chinese at the corner store.

Africans at work.

Buddy yearns for yesterday

When these weren’t the thoughts of jerks.

He fought for this.

Stood for this.

Hung all in while

They took the piss

Right out of him.

Cast no votes.

Saw politicians as

Living jokes.

Now he smokes

His last cigarette

You can bet

He’s pissed…

And now buddy looking for trouble.

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