and the crying children, shrieking babies, and the Muzak™
the man behind the blue curtain in the big box store preparing income tax returns
is autominated? is that a word for knuckle-dragging mental exhaustion?
willie nelsonAfter taking several readings
I'm surprised to find my mind's still fairly sound
oh yes:
lyrics from a songwriter who used to work at a Sambo's™ in Atascadero California, circa the nineteen seventies,they say I was a rebel until I reached the age of five
then I got caught up in the struggle for the legal tender
then it came to me one rainy August morning like a flash
we might all wake up tomorrow in a pile of smoke and ash