Money In The Banana Stand Groundhog Day
How many years will it take
to realize that every day is the same,
lived again and again
just like Groundhog day?
And that voice in my head,
still beckoning for release.
maybe this is his year,
to overcome me
What is that?
do i need it?
I stack my boxes high
and keep my stakes low.
Try to see the microcosm and say no
thanks to f..ckers and f..ck off to the thieves,
in my head there are no gods,
no managers, and no chiefs.
I want out.
Count by twos
and wait for the day
when everything changes
and I am okay.
Yes, I complain
but not out of greed.
Too often I forget that
not everyone has what they need
And I will never sing another note
or speak another word
to your likes.
