Harsh Voice

HARSH VOICE I sing the song eternal A crackling, cackling broomstick sweep Why? Lions and tigers and bears, oh my! A squirt of the old oil can Clears up the voice for Tin Man No Yellow Brick Road this life No wizard in some enchanted castle And I ask again, why? This world no Disney tune Or intoxicated lovers humping ‘neath the moon I ask the question eternal, why? Life sucks, Then you die I roar, cough at these clichés As the voice grows weaker Oh, to laugh in its face The atheist finally calls on Jesus No disgrace Dave Austin