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So I spent half the day scaring crows with my neighbor,
And got pretty scared of myself,
And that night I drank and told jokes with my lawyer,
Who'll still probably take all my cash,
Yeah, he knows that it won't be long,
Before I am as good as gone,
So it's best to just go ahead and move -on.
So I waited around in the pews until sunset,
And watched all the good men go home,
And I wondered if maybe they'll head to the brothel,
Or drink and then go for a drive,
What does a saint do with his time,
when outside of God's lazy eye?
Well I wish those thoughts would stay clear of my -mind.
I don't believe that there is any system,
Set up to abortion bad love,
It chooses a man from a lineup at random,
And feeds on his soul day and night,
Well it takes some nerve to assume,
That unlucky soul could be you,
So I'll just keep those thoughts to -myself.
To myself,
To myself,
Self.
And got pretty scared of myself,
And that night I drank and told jokes with my lawyer,
Who'll still probably take all my cash,
Yeah, he knows that it won't be long,
Before I am as good as gone,
So it's best to just go ahead and move -on.
And watched all the good men go home,
And I wondered if maybe they'll head to the brothel,
Or drink and then go for a drive,
What does a saint do with his time,
when outside of God's lazy eye?
Well I wish those thoughts would stay clear of my -mind.
Set up to abortion bad love,
It chooses a man from a lineup at random,
And feeds on his soul day and night,
Well it takes some nerve to assume,
That unlucky soul could be you,
So I'll just keep those thoughts to -myself.
To myself,
Self.
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Submitted by
lionhaart On Apr 17, 2010
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So I spent half the day scaring crows with my neighbor, And got pretty scared of myself And that night I drank and told jokes with my lawyer, Who'll still probably take all my cash Yeah, he knows that it won't be long Before I am as good as gone So it's best to just go ahead and move on
So I waited around in the pews until sunset, And watched all the good men go home And I wondered if maybe they'll head to the brothel, Or drink and then go for a drive What does a saint do with his time, when outside of God's lazy eye? Well I wish those thoughts would stay clear of my mind
I don't believe that there is any system Set up to apportion bad luck It chooses a man from a lineup at random, And feeds on his soul day and night Well it takes some nerve to assume That unlucky soul could be you So I'll just keep those thoughts to myself