Hockey Asst

Rain patters on down down down
And my windshield wipers are dilapidated
Wain and waxing a two and fro
It's the bane of relapsing on the come and go
The sum of my fears is the number of my tears
As they roll down my shaggy cheeks
No one is near and I'm unencumbered in the dreary
Feels I'm on the way to an ancient Greek panegyric
Escape from the menagerie of human catastrophe
Animal farm is no analogy, it is a farce
Ghost written by some Clancies who glow in the dark
But where is that long lost creative spark
Art derived from the heart of a species alive and bleeding
Unbeknownst to be seeding at the loosh farm
Heaven knows they seek to harm you and I
Harvest the trauma til we die
Oh I'm on another one of my trips
Driving under night skies that eclipse
Me from the perlustration
The penetration of one eyed willy
Is it really that silly
That they fill me with the thoughts of a TI
Voices to skull that whisper suggestions to die
Voices that lull you into somnambulant states
Hypnotized to bake a cake
That starts a fire so the town will fry
The town cryer was no liar
When he preached it to the choir
That there's a monster afoot, he's the wolf at the door
And he wants some more of your essence and your children
Call him a villian or maybe Satan's minions
They want you chillin in his dominion
As they are stealin souls amid the lies
Oh I'm on another one of my trips
Driving under night skies that eclipses
Me from the perlustration
The penetration of one eyed willy
Is it really that silly
That they fill me with the thoughts of a TI
Voices to skull that whisper suggestions to die