Bill Dureen

An omnivore I'll always be
It's much too late to change you see
Love my veggies and my beef
My hunger couldn't find relief
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Some parasites improve our lives
While others do no good
They have their own agendas
As any life form should
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Dagmar works in a museum
A big, old, lonely mausoleum
She has a boy friend
But can't see him, she's lonely
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Fast food girls, they look so cool
One thing for sure, they're no one's fool
They keep their burgers piping hot
Their chunky chili hits the spot
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I can say no to a salesman
Trying to sell what I don't need
I can say no to a preacher
Trying to force me to believe
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Winter
The gray soldier
Assaulting us with bayonets of cold wind
Showing us the full force of his temperament
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Let me paint you a picture
Let me draw you a sketch
Of a man to whom a bottle is a crutch
He drinks from early morning
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No peace for the man in Afghanistan
No praise for the gays in 'Frisco
And we still eat meat cause it tastes so sweet
Fried up in a pound of Crisco
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He thought he'd kiss you once
He thought he'd kiss you twice
But you are such an angel up there
In your paradise
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Children in distant lands
Children with dirty hands
Clothing torn, hunger strong
Yearning for a happier song
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There are so many women
In your little black book
You don't know the A's from the B's
You have too many women
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There must be a better answer
When the world doesn't seem to rhyme
There has to be greener grass than this
In some other place or time
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Why do these politicians
Keep on messin' with my head
They've been doin' it forever,
I shoulda stayed in bed
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Today is the day
It's our family reunion
Relatives coming for miles
It's a grand occasion
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If I had money, would you help me spend it?
If a rule couldn't be broken, would you help me bend it?
If I found a lost puppy, would you help me befriend it?
If a judge were to sentence me, would you help me suspend it?
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We ought to get away from it all
To a place where no one could reach us
A hideaway where we'd have a ball
Learning everything nature could teach us
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The 'what if' wall is too high
Too high and impenetrable
No ladder can reach over
No wrecking ball can break through
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We all drink water
So being hydrophobic
Is nonsensical

Finding perfect words
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Entering; as roadies in tie-dyed t-shirts
Into thousands of tiny change rooms
With ineffectual slide bolt locks on questionably stained metal doors..
Ignoring profanity laden walls adorned with phone numbers of ex-girlfriends
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Somewhere north of Oil City
Slightly south of Diamond Bluff
There exists a lofty pinnacle
Where no one has enough
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