Not the kind that come
with your sewing machine
or your vacuum cleaner
but the ones that keep us coming
back to this dubious place
for another merry chase...
love
hate
money
sex
power
food
fame
shame
the love of the game
gambling
rambling
murder
(like a cattle herder)
booze
dope
greed
people
iPads
(EGADS!)
words
perversion
any old diversion
Hypnotized like sleepwalkers
we follow our nose
see how it goes
take off our clothes
any way the wind blows
gleefully ignoring the spectre of karma
So simple
the way Wernher Von Braun put it
For every action
there is an equal but opposite
reaction
Don't need to be a rocket scientist
to get that one
You don't learn to share
what the hell do you care
but you think you're immune
let's go to the ball
and pretend that midnight's pumpkin
isn't waiting down the hall
the unmitigated balls
to think you'll get away with it scot free
now you're hanging from a tree
If the definition of insanity
is doing the same shit repeatedly
while expecting a different outcome
(I'm as guilty of that as any
not like the few
just like the many)
then we are all crazy
to be coming back here and thinking
THIS time
it will be a cakewalk
You know
Fonzie
duality guarantees
that there will always be
heartache
along with happy daze
the more we cling and grasp
the more our grasp is exceeded
Taken away
taken away
To the land of Nevermore
So quick
find a replacement
a sub
a stand-in
a hero coming off the bench
to save the day
isn't that the way
it's always going to go
until finally
at long last
(have you no shame)
we get tired of this game?
