Bail Me Out

©1998 Ekendra dasa
12 Bail Me Out
In my sights, lookin’ all right, eyes wanna jump right outta my head
Ain’t no good, I know I should sit tight but I get loose instead
Deep dark well, on the way to hell rushed in where wise men never tread
Realized too late and now I got a fate called “better off dead”

chorus:

Fruitive desirin’ causin’ memory to fail—Suddenly can’t live without
Fool in a whirlpool that I’m stirrin’ as I’m sinkin’
All my warning lights are blinkin’ on Come on down, Lord—bail me out

Stay up nights, nails are what I bite I got to get that crazy car
Forget about that debt, how ‘bout it? Aw, it’s gonna take me far
Turn a blind eye on my big goodbye forget that Golden Avatar
Chum that water, loan shark bait now feathers gonna stick to tar

(chorus)

Thrills that I get here—they don’t come near to what I wanna grab
It’s a Moby Dick, and I’m an Ahab—up a creek, I’m goin’ for rehab
Don’t bark and beg, got two legs got an opposable thumb
Man, a man is what I am and now I wanna act like one

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