I feel it

I feel it

I feel it
'bout ta switch

it's a new moon
new year
and we won't end up in a ditch

from driving drunk
my ship ain't sunk
I feel I'm in control
finally

running down an alley
with a friend

climbing on a dumpster

until the very end

which is beginning
now I'm grinning
spinning
in a new direction

one-hundred eighty degrees
spiraling
with Susie Creamcheese

new years resolutions
get tested for disease

good or bad god
you got me on my knees

please

protect

my sect

my family

all my relations-
George Bush
quit invading other nations

leave what you don't understand
alone

be a member of this race
not on a fucking throne

don't get us thrown into
more disaster

my face is fine
no need to cast it out
of plaster

faster

than

we can stop to breath

I need to stop laughing
covering up my crying
like a clown

drinking thinking
and parading about town

I think I'm serious
for a change
rearrange
over-population

we want more
than what this television station
has to offer

coughing up
another nail in my
coffin

six feet deep
I'm gonna wake up
the world

2006
there is no sleep

love,

*pyrate scottie*