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These days,
Under-the-weather
is the new normal.
Yes, I get out of bed
But only for very good reasons:
Peeing, pooing, but not farting.
Brush my teeth twice a day.
Make that twice in a row,
every other day.
Showering is
for special occasions only
Birthdays, anniversaries,
Christmas, but not New Year
Because there’s nothing New
about the New Year.
It’s the same uninvited guest
with a plus one this time
A re-run of last.
Same resolution to
lose the same five pounds
Run the same 10k, only slower.
The same year,
But for a hotter summer,
a colder winter.
Still got pictures of friends on the wall
I suppose we aren’t really friends anymore
Maybe I shouldn’t ever have called
That thing friendly at all
Get freaked out from a knock at the door
When I haven’t been expecting one
Didn’t that used to be part of the fun, once upon a time?
We’ll be there at the back of the bar
In a booth like we usually were
Every time there was a rocket launch
Or some big event
What a death I died writing that song
Start to finish, with you looking on
It stays between us, Steinway and his sons
‘Cause it’s the ultracheese
Perhaps it’s time that you went for a walk
And dress like a fictional character
From a place they called America
In the golden age
Trust the politics to come along
When you were just trying to orbit the sun
When…
Tranquility Base Hotel & Casino is so f**king excellent.
