Too Late to Fixate

Tried some bad meditation sitting up in the dark
They say to picture an island 'cause that’s one place to start
I guess I could count my blessings, I don’t sleep in the park
With all my earthly possessions in one old shopping cart
No, I’m up in the penthouse on a big feathered bed
Is it too late to fixate on that instead?
My wife takes a vacation, one she can’t afford
I go fish in the alley for someone to escort
No, I don’t mind the money, it beats betting on sports
And thought it might get expensive, it’s cheaper than divorce
And I love her torn stockings, and her lipstick of red
Is it too late to fixate on her instead?
“You know you’re my favorite,” she says when we’re through
“Some parts are off limits, but I’d give them to you”
Where the hell was Doc Ellis when I have up that hit?
Where was Timothy Leary when reality bit?
Who’s the new Dali Lama, that shy little kid
With no room in his body where a stranger could live
I can’t blame him for dreaming, he’ll sleep when he’s dead
Is it too late to fixate on that instead?
Is it too late to fixate on that instead?