Musing

Oh, for cryin out loud,
Where's the blood and guts?
Well, at least the guts? We have lots of the other,
come to think of it
And what about the sex ?

Damn, now that was what
I really wanted
Who doesn't?
The sweetest gift God gave to man
and woman,too
If she's man enough to take it,
Anyway, we all could use a little more fortitude,
This sure ain't no Donna Reed show
Better get ready, People
That train may be comin'
but there's gonna' be some action before she gets here,
And I do believe they'll have to fix the track,
so, what I'm sayin' is the Friendship Train
is running a little late ,
We'll be lucky if she gets here at all,
Buckle up
Buck up
Back's up against the wall
It's a call to arms
Anyone who'll hold you
In between the bombing,
The shelling
The Whole Lotta' Shaking Going On