Head Juke Box

Not a tribute More a melody of the songs, the words, and the melody For if you have lived a few decades The music box in your head Has stored, sung, mixed and shared It’s strange how your own mind Plays DJ to its own kind It sees a queue in front of you And Don’t worry be Happy plays the tune Cause when you worry, you frown and that will bring everybody down And as it plays along, you can’t help but smile And suddenly the queue is just you, it’s not a mile It is wicked too, this DJ in the head Straight in the middle of a lesson It puts out loud We don’t need no education Yup, straight from days of Floyd So much for thought control It quickly shifts to bell bottoms and curls With Starship blaring that they built their city on rock n roll The head sends an impulse asap Little wonder that the feet start to tap It is just about anyone’s guess Why on the hardest days It sings life is a lesson you learn it when you through From Linkin Park no less And when you feel Low on energy, When fatigue envelops and you can’t run do more no way It quickly acts up to play How can you dance the pain away? So whatever you do in life Keeping adding to the music library in your head It’s the different tunes from there That sometimes makes all humans Feel and sing as one