Free Cee There Aint No Sun Even On Sunday

THERE AIN’T NEVER NO SUN EVEN ON SUNDAY God damn it, it’s another God damned day Another sun sequestered in the soul of sorrow There’s not much more for this fool to say Excepts perhaps that I dread yet another tomorrow I am a slave to a sun that shines not for me And a moon who doesn’t give a damn This seems to be some kind of god’s plot for me For I am either Jehovah’s jester or a Christ born little lamb A lamb who lost his sacrilegious soul decades ago One too foolish to follow, unto blessed death, the Judas Goat I suppose there’s not much more for you to know Except that I can live in desperation and deprivation by rote Oh look, here comes the sun now who finds this all a god-damned hoot And I hate the way it tries to defend yet another damnable day This is darkness I deserve and relating to that fact there’s no dispute So I suppose there’s nothing else for me to say © 2012…PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~