Emptying My Head Again
Emptying My Head AgainBy Brianlion
I started out with nothing
And I still have most of it left.
I guess the only thing that endures is character.
And family... and of course, my debts.
I still have that little voice in my head.
Some days I think he must be tired.
Or ignoring me...
Or maybe watching TV in bed.
It's a shame that money really does buy happiness.
At least it does for me.
I want to be so rich, I can buy any book
Without having to get it at a library for free.
I really don't need much to be happy.
I mean, a couple million will do.
I'd buy a horse, and a abandoned building...
A school, and maybe some silly things too.
Poverty, injustice, starvation...
Life simply isn't fair. Now the final straw,
My wife said she couldn't kiss me.
She said she had just washed her hair.
I couldn't watch TV because I lost my remote.
I need to invent a remote that can find a lost remote.
My son asked why I didn't just get up to turn the TV on?
I told him I never even remotely thought of that, C'mon!
I was too tired to get dressed today.
So I walked my dog in my pajamas.
It was not smart I know, not to mention
It was very difficult to get my dog into my pajamas.
My house is safe from burglars.
At least that's the word on the street. Apparently,
There's no value in wicker chairs or black and white TVs.
Although I think my Atari and 8 tracks tapes are hard to beat.
I am a breast man. I like the others parts, too.
But I like breasts. I am a fan.
Every time I go to kentucky fried chicken,
Breasts, that's what I order, man.
I am a brownie hound, that's my weakness.
I can't help it. I know I sound like a pervert.
But that dark delicious chocolate tastes so good.
After I eat my chicken, I eat a brownie for desert.
I have always had a way with women.
How so? I really couldn't say.
Everytime I would get close to one.
They would tell me to get away.
I just bought a dog that has no legs.
I haven't named him yet today.
It doesn't matter what I call him.
It ain't gonna come anyway.
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