it isn't something to write home about
especially when you're already there
looking at your rocky bottom
with an i can't make sense of anything stare
and clearly on the radio
whenever a 60's song is heard
every single word
is understood
yes, just as it should.
so not dead yet
might be as happy as you ever get
riding along the scenic coast
not up to speed and not to boast
with maybe a single warm beer in hand
singing at the top of your lungs
to the Sergeant Peppers Lonely Hearts Club Band
and digging the scene
regardless of what it might mean
Hendricks atop the Watchtower
playing guitar
for the promise of People Power
and what comes next
isn't a concern
nothing new or exceptional to learn
out on the open road and down the mean streets
looking out below
could be the only sensible way to go
fast forwarding and decking the halls
grabbing your hat and grabbing your balls
the days change and never return
can't give it a moments' concern
each page of every book
exactly where you need to look
serial dreams where you're the star
catching a break
killing the rampaging vampires with a single stake
it isn't something to write home about
especially when you're already there
looking at your rocky bottom
with an i can't make sense of anything stare
and clearly on the radio
whenever a 60's song is heard
every single word
is understood
yes, just as it should.
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