My Pen Got Stuck in the Gutter
Skirmish: My hand got stuck in the ... (@ajna1960)Liner Notes
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Writer on a rampage.
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As a writer I am known to philosophize
You don’t expect tawdry scenes or cheesy lies
But today there is something unusual in the air
And it has driven me to the edges of despair
Everybody run for cover
My pen got stuck in the gutter
It’s a condition I am not qualified to explain
Something wicked and foul has taken hold of my brain
In this foreign state I can hardly write high-minded prose
I am fortunate I can write at all I suppose
Everybody run for cover
My pen got stuck in the gutter
Now the lower reaches of my mind have been unlocked
And to see the words I have written even I am shocked
You would think I had been born in a chicken shack
But once I write the words I can hardly take them back
Everybody run for cover
My pen got stuck in the gutter
I do not expect to stay in this fever haze forever
I will get back to the office one way or the other
And when I do I hope I find that no one has been harmed
But for the present know that forewarned is forearmed
Everybody run for cover
My pen got stuck in the gutter
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