Fifth Avenue Mad Man
I take the easy way out
Life's a luggage with knotted cords
And walking around with it is hard
I take the easy way out
From beckoning sorrows deferred
Pass lazy neon lights where others erred
I take the easy way out
Away from the half-nude scent of girls
Drowning in their disgust, vomitted pearls
I take the easy way out
Away from glasses winking with sweaty skin
Cold as ice, and bar stools staggering spin
I take the easy way out
Pass insiduous young men selling relief
At conspicuous grocers' door of grief
I take the easy way out
For I cannot be solved by a chemical solution
Gargling through my veins, it's no ablution
I take the easy way out
Not before a screaming car or in a dismal leap
The rope can do that while I sleep
I take the easy way out
And laugh, because I believe, at everything.
Copyright © David Smalling | Year Posted 2010
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