Lyrical Challenge III

Thanks, TV. Sorry for the delay -- I've been incredibly sick this week but I figured I might as well suck it up and throw something together before this is due. I put asterisks* next to the words or 11 concepts you've asked me to use: Michael who is tall, left handed and colorblind; sleeping with Carol but married to Heather; working in a post office; owning a cat named Trever, dreaming of being a chef; enjoying Mad Magazine and Facebook. I felt pretty out of this while writing (Nyquil) so it was easier for me to think of lyrics while an instrumental was playing which I included... though you might not wanna listen to it while reading though, because you probably won't be able to decipher the intended tempo - at least not right away. So on second thought maybe reading without the music is better; whichever you prefer. I like the beat though. I wasn't going for substance with the lyrics so much as just trying to tie all of these things together into something relatively cohesive. Admittedly it's kinda cheesey "Confessions"-ish, but that's the point :P If you'd like to do a next verse, I say you can use ANY of the previous topics I've suggested so far for you throughout this battle. Thanks for all the challenges, TV! It's been fun :) http://www.youtube.com... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Michael* slipped the heavy bag over his right shoulder Ready and waiting for his bad day to be night - over Everybody getting tense, give him eyes as he approaches So he looks to the side and just pretends he don't notice So they walk inside, he slips on by, drops bills in their mail box Head hangin low like he's walking guilty through jail blocks They say a conscience is like a thousand witnesses Is that what this is? Found out the girl he's with is with his kid Like that Usher Raymond song, he thought he'd just play along Thought she faked it, he's mistaken in the worst way to be wrong So fail, what now? He wants to bail out on his mail route* And just run home to Heather*, tell her what he's so scared about Tell her he'll never get with her again, Carol*, if they're together Whether she believes him or not he apparently means it's forever He knows he's been cruel, selfish and conceited Now defeated - Carol's pregnant, she'll keep it Now sh!t feels like it's ending, at least suspending A whole life affected from what took 5 minutes one night conceiving Heavy breathing, heart steady beating Feels it'll erupt from his chest and get the best of him immediately It's really to be the worst day of his humanity Couldn't even enjoy reading the Mad Magazine* That he grabbed out of Dan's hand this week... Gets on Facebook,* asks if any man understands his grief The cat Trever* plays with Heather's earring on the kitchen floor Michael looks up hoping to hear what's worth living for He's hurt the best friend he's had in his life Now things are going to hell as it ends with his wife All the strife and the pain that he chose to cause her Clearly he's unfit to be a father With a girl who got him to go down without a fight So sleazy, he's so easy - all she did was compliment his height* Couldn't quite do right by the nice wife home that night Bite like pussycats to mice - worst mistake of his life And looking back he's trying so hard to understand it She said, "Oh look, it's so cool that you're left handed" * Like a fool he spoke "I'll show you what these hands can do" She responded calmly, "I'm blushing, I hope you don't mind it" He said, "May I remind you, I'm also color-blinded..." * And she thought he was kidding or just being sexy No lying about what came next, he just - Took off his pants, undressed, no romance Now his chance is ruined to go to France and learn to make food* Damn now his hands are full as he plans to transcend this truth