Song Without An Ending

(альбом: Burning Blue Soul - 1981)

I like you... I think that you're pretty good
But I think that you think, that I...
Well... that I'm a bit undercooked.

I'm lazy, I play silly jokes & go over the top.
& one of these days it's gonna get me killed,
& that will be my lot!

I suppose I'd leave you alone, after a while,
but I'll lie in my bed, feeding my head,
Until I become fairly intelligent.

100,000 people today were burned.
I felt a pang of concern,
what are we waiting for a message of hope.
from the... POPE!
I think he got shot as well!!!!

When everyday of your life, seems the same
as the last,
& you know who you're gonna meet
& what they're gonna ask
then supposing your legs just withered away
& you had to somehow slide around on your
backside for the rest of your days.
'Imagine'... that you're happy now.
It's easy if you try because we're all caught
up in a mortifying loop LIFE.