The Best Room

Let loose with your charms, go reckless unharmed
We all signed the card; “Get well, but don’t you try too hard”
The lessons unlearned, Oh this meeting it’s adjourned!
These western concerns, “Hold my place in line while I take your turn”.
To the empty balconies we serenade
All the playgrounds where them kids don’t get to play
Dirty parkies went and chased them all away
To the game consoles to fatten
The best room they have is the last room you’d want.
The bathroom’s outside, police tape is tied to the door knobs from rooms nine through thirty-two.
Aw! These western concerns. We beg while we chew.
These western concerns are all I ever really learned to be concerned with
But don’t you know it’s hard feeling tired every time that you try.
Ain’t it hard feeling tired all the time?
The family living upstairs must have a fleet of rider lawn mowers,
the novelist to my right’s convinced that every woman’s a whore.
But he bothers me time and again to “set him up” with my very best friends,
and I say “WHAT?!!”
Says he doesn’t restate, but he will not shut up.
Don’t ya don’t ya know it’s hard feeling tired every time that you try?
Ain’t it hard feeling tired all the time.
Don’t ya don’t ya know.
I am gonna bury my head in the woods right now.
Scan for some mycelia and bring a little back to town.
But don’t ya don’t ya know it’s hard feeling tired every time that you try.
Go reckless unharmed. Yep the shut-ins they’re well armed.
We all led the charge, till we ran aground in our party barge, and every little gift was just one more part of their grift.
Oh yeah we know it. The best news that we all got was just some dumb hokum we’d all bought.
Let’s go reckless feeling great, we’re the sexiest of all primates. Let’s let loose with our charms, shake our ass and wave our arms, all going apeshit!