Rum guts bad package too far gone to expect anything else but!
I belch, spill out, and blow out, the residue of that restless animal within
blinded by the morning like two diamond crushed into each eye
well-washed and dressed and clean clothes attired for the moment
that blazing aroma of my insides threatening contamination all around
trapped in your own doubts, millions of you, just the same, inert
not enough outdoors time, minds ceaselessly exploited by your masters
fear, constant fear, 24/7 fear, all day long, don’t touch, don’t breath
avoid everyone else, maybe your own children, scrub, scrub, scrub, scrub
stand in line to pay more for less available, cash poor, credit cards maxed
stay at home, don’t go out, fear of arrest, angry words, slap, slap , punch
where is this all going, don’t think, don’t reason, go along, stay in bed, sleep
fart along with me, rum guts, bad nuts, scream and shout, bellow and roar
and be damned that I dreamed that I might be our governor in Florida!