axe hammer
Channel: Wagon Lord
Date: 2023-12-10

My mother is an asset, I use her for her house
and when I'm in the kitchen I'm as quiet as a mouse.
The food runs out quite quickly (I'm a healthy growing boy);
big boys jerk off in their beds (the stained sheets make her coy).

But John Wayne didn't raise me to be an infant son;
real men smoke real big cigars the devil to your lungs.
My mother is an asset, but the tapes are something else;
a font of wisdom pouring from the cathode ray tube box!

Which wrought my taste to haute couture, but mother she just bought manure.
Her brushing teeth and toilet wipes and lustrous parrafin stalagmites!
Her plastic box for holding food, leather bound black steel-cap shoes,
fuel for car, and engine oil, but worst of all her hate for toil!

Complain she does at her return that I just want to game; while I learn!
A break I take each hour or two (with thoughts like mine you would too).
A lazy woman, lousy choice (this asset which I can't rejoice).
Deal with her poor mind I must, this asset-mother retail slut!

And the last repast will pass down like a slow turd, screaming for forgiveness!

And you'll take me to the edges of your life, where you're born and where I die. 
I'll figure everything in between, I'll sew together untethered seams.
I'll take your word then I'll take his life, he was caught cheating playing dice!
And I'll tell him I'll clobber you over the head with an axehamer! 

[^^he {i.e. me, I, ego} said the name of the song^^ epicsauce trumpetz]

And you'll take me to the edges of my life, where I'm born and where you die; 
I'll figure everything in between, I'll piece together prewritten seams.
I'll make it work, I'll say I'll try, I'll lead them on then bleed 'em dry!
I'll tell them I'll be over this habit by the next summer!