You All Want Me Dead

You all want me buried You all want me dead You live your lives straight ahead You have no idea how to be me So I am around for eternity, you see Without me there would be no fire No sensual, silly, slapstick desire. Without me there would be no you. For who could you frighten. Tell me….who? I am glad to be here, to straighten you out. You are consternated beyond a doubt. Wanting to buy me, put me deep in the grave. Many want me long gone. You can rant and rave. I will leave this gig on my own term. And not in a body bag or an urn. If you cannot deal, go back to your mommas and pop. I am here to stay, to enliven, enthuse, excite, and I will not stop!