Uncle Slam Finger First
Take a number when you
link yourself into the chain
There’s a whip awaiting you
Bring your finger it’s the key
To unlock all your fears
There’s a hole awaiting you
Don’t be frightened by the blackness
That you’re bound to find
There’s always been a bottom to the pit
Take a sample test it out
You must investigate because
You never know what you might get
I ain’t no fool I know it hurts
But you must endure it my finger first
I know that this must be the worst
I hate to tell you
You must engage my finger first
There’s a magic to the blackness
That eludes your brain
No explanation can be found
A driving madness
that will never ever let you be
Keeps on hunting you down
The body is a burning, itching instrument
Of all imagination and of dreams
A deadly game that all who play
Must roll the dice of life
And wonder if the end is now for me
Hot glistening darkness spreads its wings
Viral madness breeds, claiming victory
Deep sorrow for the finger
That disintegrates
But a vital lesson learned
Hard days ahead for all who jump
Into the pit
The pit where all who jump are burned
