They see you moving in your house.
Sneaky, slippery, stinking louse.
Threatening all and lady how’s
This helping anyone?
Look what you’ve done!
Hada have your fun.
But not at their expense!
Lady, you’ve no defense!
Put that mask on!
Soon it will dawn
That you must change your thinking.
Lady, you start drinking…
The koolaid.
And be afraid
For those who do not drink it.
They were close.
Too close.
They must be stopped.
Someone oughta call a cop.
Tackle boy and punch him down.
Stop him acting like a clown.
Drag him into court in town.
Judge address him with a frown.
Keep it up boy going down.
Slap kid into solitary.
Sheeple watching oh so wary.
This mine doesn’t need canary.
We all sleep as one now.
The earth looks flat, but it’s not.
The game seems rigged, but it’s not.
The bastards smile when they’re caught
Living in the cookie jar.
They go so very far
To prove to you.
It ain’t what they do.
They will pooh pooh pooh.
Any light shone.
Where they’ve gone.
To the bathroom right in front of you.
Lookit that poo on your shoe!
When the world is silly
And acting willy nilly
Do you head for the hilly?
Do you face down Billy?
Cause Billy got a billy club
That he’d love
To hard shove
Hand in glove
From above
The orders come
Shut them down!
Knock them down!
Put them down!
Or they’ll bunch up
Scrunch up
Their noses, they’re growling!
Ho dammit now they’re howling!
Man, they’re out for blood!
It’s their blood they’re after…
They want it back.
Urine trouble mister fox.
You do this only if you dox.
You’re not giving any fucks.
And its big time in the big house.
Take it, take a bigass dose.
Plunge, you sinner.
No beginner.
Has a right to.
What you do.
It’s a sad day
In every way.
Take a shark dank
Anda pounda dank.
Sit away some
As you come undone
Take a big drag
Off your fag
Did the ground shake?
Did your house take
A tumble, a rumble?
Who’s at the front door?
Buddy could go for
A splitski.
To be free.
Like a moment.
They all showed up for the party.
Indignant and foolhardy.
Danced with the music.
Then, just when they think
Shit’s done hitting the fan.
Cracks show there was no plan.
Blood in the harbor.
That’s just where they were!
Lookit me close now.
We’re in a bind.
Someone must find
The courage we lack.
We ain’t going back.
Welcome to it ain’t normal.
She would love you in the eye
And eat your heart out.
She would say that she’s okay.
Then cry your heart out.
She would stutter and she’d stammer.
She would wail you with bitch hammer
And you’d love it, hug it, shove it
So far up your hope pipe
No rational thought could sneak by
Cause bitch, she loves you.
Tho she’s above you.
On the food chain.
There’s no gain.
Just keep playin’
Let her say it…
Bitch loves you.
The hands had risen
Or stayed down by each side.
And two great nations from
The same side collide.
Smitten by minds which
Had been fried.
Yes, fries with that and
To combat
Any thoughts of resistance
Give ’em all suspense
Living in past tense
Tomorrow be a hot one.
As she comes undone.
Walls will fall.
Get out of the wrong side of bed he said.
Gonna change the whole damn day.
And maybe you get less say.
Cause the way you woke today
Gonna set in motion some way.
The things that make that day.
A turn to the right.
A glance to the left.
You can see what you will get.
That path has less wrath.
That road is higher.
This route is hellish
Frought with desire.
Into the fire.
But this one…
The one you’re on…
Leads to the higher.
They seemed like they were in love.
Holding hands and talking alot.
But then I saw them chained together.
Seems like they had been caught.
Trying to run away
Gonna run not pay.
They had had their say.
But now, today…
They were on their way
To the magistrate.
But they couldn’t wait.
They were making up a story.
You thought you were
But here you are…
Barely even fucked.
You, on self destruct.
You, who piss away luck.
You’re back on track
Cause you don’t lack
The brass where brass nuts come from.
Get one keep one from undone.
Put an end to no one.
Tell you more shit.
Be done with it.
Stand up on not fucked legs now.
Buddy pissed where he wanted.
Just a little piss, he didn’t flaunt it.
Wasn’t pissing on the neighbors.
Not pissing on… (doing favors).
Only non pissing on behaviors.
Acting like we’re the saviors.
When we can barely wait until later.
When they come knock at the gate, sir.
And we straight hand ’em our papers.
Then they match fast with our gate there.
See? Hello, new sit a zen!
Out of the night that covers me
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance,
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
Thank you William Ernest Henley
Copperhead Road was crawling with snakes.
The last man standing was the guy who takes
Stuff from the pockets of bodies.
Buy him a couple of toddies.
One for the beggar man.
One for the thief.
One for the bastard who could not keep
His hands to himself.
Now they don’t work.
Coulda still been pullin’ something
Wasn’t such a jerk.
Now he gonna lurk.
Here in the shadows.
Where only he goes.
Guy who owns the hole damn circus.
We fought like hell but knew damn well
We had each other’s back.
It might be scratched from a
Yes lost match but
We had each other’s back.
It wasn’t blood lines
We all shared tough times.
You’re not alone unkinds
We suffered one and all.
And ya, that suffering.
Tho hurtful, did bring
The best out in us all.
And suffering we recalled.
A simple, kinder time
Where we could unwind
And all ways did find
The better in us all.
Get your tickets ready please!
Oh uh, hello there. How you doing?
Listen, my name is Barry and I'm the Conductor on this train so if you need anything, you just ask me, okay?
The bathrooms are right over there and please, pick up after yourself on account of I clean the place, too.
And uh, seeing as you're not from around here I'll just tell you straight out - although every story you might hear on this train is true, some stories are "truer" than others, if you can read between the rails...
Anyway, thanks for stopping by and, y'all come back now, y'hear?
Have a grand day, friend.
Barry Williams
Regina, Saskatchewan, Canada
barryhappywilliams@gmail.com
