I Will Not Dance Because It's the Same Old Song

I WILL NOT DANCE BECAUSE IT’S THE SAME OLD SONG Walk a high wire Walk on the third rail Walk on fire And I’ll explain all this with one short tale I thought for sure it wouldn’t get me I would get it and I got it for sure You wouldn’t recognize me if you met me Because I’ve the wounds of a disease no one can cure There’s about ten thousand things I’d rather do Then to find and lose a lovely lady like you I’d rather be caged with a tiger in the zoo As slowly my disease progressed and grew So here sit I on the subway steps a victim of what I sought Never did I think this could happen to me and hurt so very many Then by a thin tiny needle was I trapped and thusly caught And no one would believe my story if I revealed my thoughts for a penny If it was worth any money I’d throttle and choke a cute little rabbit And when I see an old lady with a diamond I nab it If a man in a wheel chair is counting his cash I just grab it Because these are the things a diseased man does every day to sustain his dope habit Being caught in a bear trap Watch my brother die and I not care Find hell with a well coursed map But kick a habit like this I do not dare © 2011.….Phreepoetree ~free cee!~