Friday, November 12, 2010

Walk-A-Long

Shame fails to amount
the taste in your mouth
The drops of acid
On your tongue
Brings way to song
In this walk-a-long
Dripping on down
To the downtown
Bringing in the ghost town
Killing everyone
Avoiding the sun
Drop to your knees
And you beg me please
I'll never look back
Til you're living in a shack
In your Podunk town
Listening to the sound
Of your brain cells crying
And the babies dyin
And no one wants you here
In this place I hold dear.
Take advantage of your fear
I live off your tears.