#ParanoidSchizophrenic #FarmersDaughters #TruckInTheField #BeerOnIce #ScottFreeCruise

WHAT IN GOD'S NAME ARE YOU STARIN' AT?  GOOD GENES IN THE FAM Y'ALL

It never really mattered at all what the outcome would be at the end of the road

You knew & I knew we'd all get there eventually, not really know but we had faith

In the unknown and how because of our conception, we were owed by the powers

That be both you, me & every other living thing on Earth, so lucky to be here & now.

Where there's a Will to power, there's a guy or a gal dancin' around in circles, dancin'

Barefootin' or slippery soles of the leather and suede movin' around the floors wood

In a minute or a couple hours, there was a prize to get, a phone number to call, good

To get a date on the weekend tryin' to get some sweet huggin' & kissin' at the drive-in.

Again, a simple mind has performed an atomic reaction, either fusion or fission of dicks

This universe as it is & always was, before & after me & you, before God existed here

There is a high probability the God & other divine beings will not survive an extinction

Sat around until I died in sin & somebody rolled me up & smoked me too, three or six.

Fried my small mind, what's left of it after the 1960's & 1970's when I was a genius too

Lost nearly everything over the years of all of the fire and wind blowin' me down under

Chased the clouds & the fish until I found the girls & then snagged to my better half, aw

Better to state the Truth than to pussy foot around it, your trouble could become a saw.

I love my life with this woman of the century, I have known & observed, irreplaceable X

She's got it all of it, singin' & dancin' over my gravity of this star, I'm at one with the twos

So, in the end or before the beginning, there's an identical essence, word up your noses

Just because you thought you were so pretty & could get me, "How do ya like me now?"

THERE'S NO REASON FOR BEING ALIVE OTHER THAN finding you, here, how you do

You do what you need to do whether I like you or not,  I know you now or not at all, cool

Some hearts need to break in two, meaning absolutely nothing other than cry like a baby 

Heaven's really far for lonely boys, in prison or free, most you ever recover is one final day!

by

r j j  stephan, i

c.  Mardi, July 19th, 2022 A.D. @ 544 PMPST

  * header's my COUSINE @NADINE_STEPHAN ! *

{ #Kicked this out the holy hole in my head while jammin' to the mighty @DireStraits #DownTotheWaterline link @ https://youtu.be/PNO_fdDmFjs & @BruceSpringstgeen #TwoHeartsAreBetterThanOne link @ https://youtu.be/CsGLF8hHtT0 )

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