Tattoos in Mayberry
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Somewhere,
the porn queen
has a daddy.
Somewhere
an angel up in the sky
earns their wings
Somewhere
a majorette is slingin' it
for her very last chance
to show the town folk
Butter Cakes can really swing.
Somewhere a soldier
is on dangerous ground
warring for his Country's legal right
to be wrong.
Somewhere
brother's keepers
are selling out
their brothers for a song.
Somewhere
in what had been an everyday, world
events have gone horribly ,wrong..
Can't we try doing better
than fussin, fightin' and throwin' a fit.
Must we always win and be in the right
must we make the second place
challenger hit the bricks.
Must our girls starve themselves
waifish trim
to be white and right
thin and in.
.
.
You're only lyin' to yourself
being anything other. than living in the skin
you were born in.
A living's not a livin'
when livin' in fear.
Kismet,luck and destiny
has brought us all here..
We've feuded enough
declared war,
made veiled threats,
Rubber bullets aimed at our brethren,
tear gas, baton,, and bayonet
Why must livin' be this hard
but dyin' so easy?
Don't forget, while we're sharing this planet here..,
Every rogue momma's
somebody's baby..
every rise and every fall
is a game of chance.
.
Forget the past
find your calling
and dance proud,
to your own beat.
Not everyone gets to be what they want.
but, with effort comes luck
and as luck will have it
you'll land softly on your feet.,
Even if our paths don't cross
In this life,
we never meet
If you're a King, a Queen,
a chef making brunch
for an heiress
or a farmer shearing sheep .
Whoever you become
whatever you do.
Don't let your dreams
become the nightmare that smothers you.
Every thunder storm has it's rainbow
Every devil
has their charms.
.
Every sailor has their plans
schemes
and pipe dreams
for a bright future
with a lover apart.
Every Mother and Father
holds tight
in their hearts to a far away
sister or brother with
a prayer they all can keep their home fires
burning forever brightly
in their heart
.
Every Dutch Master's painting
began with a single brush stroke.
Every addict,
started off with a taste
just a puff of smoke....
Every motherless, child
every freak running wild
came from out of the yolk
of a father and a mother not unlike
me or you.
If ever you feel scared and alone
gone is your mother tongue
light years from your ancestral home.
knock on my door
kick on the floor,,
drop in on me ,
I'll be discrete
I've got your back
when you've sprung a leak.
I'm your man with the method
I'm down with the worst of it
when you feel the heat.,
I'm your interim confidante..
There'll be
sky high elevations
aphrodesiacs, lush,
and lurid libations,
mixed with plenty of laughs..
l can pour you the good life
from my carafe
Kick back, chill
watch T.V.. pop a pill,
quiet your mind,, do it up later or now.
it's all, on the house
don't ask me how...
help's on it's way,,
Just don't throw a cow
I'm your interim confidante....
....
Buddy Bee Anthony
All copyrights, and editing and reproduction rights reserved as is
by this author
the porn queen
has a daddy.
Somewhere
an angel up in the sky
earns their wings
Somewhere
a majorette is slingin' it
for her very last chance
to show the town folk
Butter Cakes can really swing.
Somewhere a soldier
is on dangerous ground
warring for his Country's legal right
to be wrong.
Somewhere
brother's keepers
are selling out
their brothers for a song.
Somewhere
in what had been an everyday, world
events have gone horribly ,wrong..
Can't we try doing better
than fussin, fightin' and throwin' a fit.
Must we always win and be in the right
must we make the second place
challenger hit the bricks.
Must our girls starve themselves
waifish trim
to be white and right
thin and in.
.
.
You're only lyin' to yourself
being anything other. than living in the skin
you were born in.
A living's not a livin'
when livin' in fear.
Kismet,luck and destiny
has brought us all here..
We've feuded enough
declared war,
made veiled threats,
Rubber bullets aimed at our brethren,
tear gas, baton,, and bayonet
Why must livin' be this hard
but dyin' so easy?
Don't forget, while we're sharing this planet here..,
Every rogue momma's
somebody's baby..
every rise and every fall
is a game of chance.
.
Forget the past
find your calling
and dance proud,
to your own beat.
Not everyone gets to be what they want.
but, with effort comes luck
and as luck will have it
you'll land softly on your feet.,
Even if our paths don't cross
In this life,
we never meet
If you're a King, a Queen,
a chef making brunch
for an heiress
or a farmer shearing sheep .
Whoever you become
whatever you do.
Don't let your dreams
become the nightmare that smothers you.
Every thunder storm has it's rainbow
Every devil
has their charms.
.
Every sailor has their plans
schemes
and pipe dreams
for a bright future
with a lover apart.
Every Mother and Father
holds tight
in their hearts to a far away
sister or brother with
a prayer they all can keep their home fires
burning forever brightly
in their heart
.
Every Dutch Master's painting
began with a single brush stroke.
Every addict,
started off with a taste
just a puff of smoke....
Every motherless, child
every freak running wild
came from out of the yolk
of a father and a mother not unlike
me or you.
If ever you feel scared and alone
gone is your mother tongue
light years from your ancestral home.
knock on my door
kick on the floor,,
drop in on me ,
I'll be discrete
I've got your back
when you've sprung a leak.
I'm your man with the method
I'm down with the worst of it
when you feel the heat.,
I'm your interim confidante..
There'll be
sky high elevations
aphrodesiacs, lush,
and lurid libations,
mixed with plenty of laughs..
l can pour you the good life
from my carafe
Kick back, chill
watch T.V.. pop a pill,
quiet your mind,, do it up later or now.
it's all, on the house
don't ask me how...
help's on it's way,,
Just don't throw a cow
I'm your interim confidante....
....
Buddy Bee Anthony
All copyrights, and editing and reproduction rights reserved as is
by this author
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