Fall Service
Why do you have a cloud in your eye? Walked downstairs Got my hat and corny brown leather jacket Street bloody clean for a change Must have been the rain Thought transference And this man endangered me with cut-out two or three teeth out on the floor Winter is here, unlike yourself Pull, pull my shirt off Service Kick the leaves Learning about time, time of the wolverines This is watching the leaves Kick the brown branches, it is here I came home and found I could say the word "entrepreneur" and my problem began Service And my feet were running. Laughs at anything. And my head worn to left [leaned?] and nothing And I'm just in between this day's portion Service (You would not like it if you knew it) (Why you have tears in your eyes from infotainment?) Winter is here I've got a witch on my left shoulder My future's here Now I will kick the broken branches They're this days portion of this day's portion Didn't want to wake up and learn, learn the word 'entrepreneur" Wandered around, found out, Didn't want to say the word, rolled it around in your mouth Every man jack wants to be what he is not. Service. Little boys are taking over They mumble through the grass There are not fit to be in the company of wolverines Too many heads lurking about. Service. This day's portion, this day's portion. Why do you have a cloud in your eye from infotainment?
