Sunday, April 26, 2009

Do you know your place?

We should shine a light on
A light on
And the book of right-on's right on
It was right on.

I killed my dinner with karate
Kick 'em in the face, taste the body
Shallow work is the work that I do.

Do you want to sit in my table?
My fighting fame is fabled
And fortune finds me fit
And able.

And you do say
Oh. Oh.
That you do pray
Oh. Oh. Oh.
And you say
That you're OK.

Do you want to run with my pack?
Do you want to ride on my back?
Pray that what you lack does not distract.

And even when you run through my mind
Something else is in front, oh, you're behind
And I don't have to remind you
To stick with your kind.

And you do say
Ah. Oh.
That you do pray
Ah. Ah. Ah.
And you say
That you're OK.

And even when you touch my face
You know your place
And even when you touch my face
You know your place

And we should shine a light on
A light on
And the book of right-on's right on
It was right on.


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