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Red Meat American Mid-Life Crisis

IT'S TWO IN THE MORNING NOW, BEEN HAVING PROBLEMS WITH MY SLEEP
I WORK ON A SELF-IMPROVEMENT LIST THAT I STARTED THE OTHER WEEK
I TAKE A MIDNIGHT STROLL TO THE STRIP-MALL DOWN THE STREET
AND STOP TO LOOK AT ALL THE HOME-GYMS LINED UP NICE AND NEAT

COULD IT BE THAT I LOST MY NERVE OR AM I GOING INSANE
DID I LOSE SOME VIM AND VERVE WITH THAT LAST TRIP TO THE PLATE
POUR ME SOME MORE TONIC BOY I GOTTA BET BACK IN THIS RACE
TUNE UP THE OLD FORMULA I'M JUST ONE STEP OFF THE PACE

I GO BACK HOME AND CRACK A BEER AND LIGHT ONE UP FOR KEVIN SPACEY
BUT LEMON BARS AND A GLASS OF MILK ARE WHAT PASSES NOW FOR RACEY
I READ THE TRAVEL SECTION WITH MY BRAND NEW BIFOCAL LENSES
IT’S HARD TO WIN BACK YOUTH WHEN YOU’RE LOSING ALL YOUR SENSES

I'M ASKING FOR SOME HELP, I’M LOOKING FOR A FREINDLY FACE
A SMILE, A NOD, A WINK, THERE'S GOTTA BE ONE IN THE PLACE
COULD YOU SPARE JUST ONE OR TWO OF THE YEARS THAT I PISSED AWAY
I'VE GOT A SIPHON RIGHT HERE, WON’T YOU PUT SOME OF YOURS, IN MY TANK

LIKE IN ‘AMERICAN BEAUTY’
LIKE IN ‘AMERICAN BEAUTY’
I’M AN AMERICAN LOONY, AN AMERICAN BEAUTY, AN AMERICAN CUTEY….

'Red-Meat-American-Mid-Life-Crisis' Copyright @ 2007 Joseph Shaheen

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