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sad nonsense

from music for clowns by Tom Woodward

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An old friend called today
She said I should say goodbye
She's got it all prepared
As if suicide were a barbecue
I sit so far away
Thinking about America
And how we stayed in Memphis
On the day that Elvis died

Sad nonsense
Will get you through
It's all there is to say
Give yourself six more months
Clichéd persistence
It's all you can do

I crashed my car and I
Moved back to my father's place
Walking by the creek
Strangers having arguments
Sound and fury screams
Actors in a nightmare joke
God is such a cunt
But oh how we love Him so

Dead soldiers
Fill the sink
When dad isn't home
It's just me and my drink
Dead soldiers
Fill the screen
Is it just a bad dream?

The sign up ahead
Is riddled with bullet holes
In this post-traumatic town
I hear explosions at 2 am
I replace coffee with tea
And vodka with exercise
Another new age meme
To whitewash the pointlessness
Life does not provide
Equal welfare to its participants
No, life does not provide
Equal welfare to its participants

Sad nonsense will get you through
That's all there is to say
Give yourself six more months
The cliché of persistence
It's all you can do

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from music for clowns, released March 1, 2016
strings arranged, performed and recorded by Happy Axe

soundcloud.com/happy-axe

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