From the Litter Bin
Under three, and under seven
Under the ace of spades
Lies a land I’d like to land on
But I live in Hades
To get out the easy way
Take the shady train
And I ride it day to day
Knowing its in vain
I can make a change to go
Boatman gets his fee
But its not the shore I know
Where he’s taking me
I am speaking to the wall
To the corner of my room
If one day the ceiling falls
It will be my tomb
An alternative to get
To the better world
But I know it will upset
From the news I’ve heard
It deceives the same old way
Like they do in Hades
So why worry one would say
Laughing in my face
Under three, and under seven
Under the ace of spades
There it is, a land of Heaven
But I live in Hades.
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