STAGES FAR AWAY, LUCKY SHOTS
Cowboys and Indians from first engagement, I want what you have, buy it or take it by force
There but it’s not there, yet it is when the time comes for action and safe resolution of melee
After the roadies have packed up the buses to get back to the airport, got paid and a divorce
Cowboys and Indians, everywhere USA and elsewhere on any continent, staged, on display.
Seattle to NYC, through the ORD and the MIA, over to DAL, PHX and back to the rat vat
Punched in the face by the lead loaded fists of the Tobors, only robots meeting gods’ sons
Not even one or two slip by, old big shots eliminated, one by one, us, priests and the nuns
We weren’t told the absolute truth, God or the gods didn’t help the sworn testimony scat.
I may get obtuse on you for a moment and try some metaphysical calculation of con-jobs
Get ready for the worst because here is my best for the old big shots, I don’t need any dogs
Voters for the parties of fools and sheepherders, barkers at the trees, all pi-quine, ho-slobs
I do not feel threatened by the sticks and stones thrown at my bones, call me pig to the hogs.
On the road again to set up another stage in another town until the end of the tour and girls
Back to fishin’ on vacation, just want to stay home by the concrete pond, shootin’ squirrels
Yeah, country boy from the city gettin’ the hunter plaid on, red on black, black on blue too
Whatever it takes and however long until the bitter end, surfin’ with aliens on cosmic stew.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Monday, January 21, 2019 A.D. @ 13:13 hours PDT
{ DRAFTED WHILE LISTENIN’ to #TowerOfPower #YoureStillAYoungMan & HITS on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/exVwi9IhIik }
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