Bawled when he came in.
Kickin’ anda screamin’.
Felt if this was real then he
Hoped he was dreamin’.
Pain one day was voluntary.
He shied away a bit.
Saw he from his painless place
Ain’t nothin’ got without it.
Said choose your pain and
Choose it twisty.
Dab your eyes when they
Get misty cause
First you don’t know.
And you don’t care.
Then you think you know and dare
To pound a square world through
Your round hole.
It don’t fit and rightly so.
Back to the drawing board, you know…
Brothers Moving – Minnie The Moocher
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