Michael McGuire Average Day In Doomsville
AVERAGE DAY IN DOOMSVILLE
© Electric Babylon Music Author: M.M.
The computers down again, Amy takes her lunch break early and
downs a ‘lude, like a saint that lives on sin, a slow death by
expectations the weatherman’s mood.
It’s a never-ending story, it’s fossil fuel glory, it’s two rights make a
wrong, it’s another hit song.
It’s just an average f***ed up day in Doomsville, it don’t make any
sense and it never will, a monkey in a suit and tie and a button down,
trying to figure out what it is that turns the world around.
The boss is in a rage, Tommy says to himself well he can just kiss my
ass, like a bird that built its cage, he swallows his pride and when he
gets home just wallows in the grass.
A fish trying to fly, a clown trying to cry, a left turn on red, a living for
the dead, it’s a crazy sanity.
It’s just an average f***ed up day in Doomsville, it’s just a bunch of
godless sheep trying to learn to kill, a monkey in a tie and a button
down, trying to figure out why bother to turn the world around.
The woman on the line is really pissed, Jackie puts her on hold and
cusses her down into the deepest hell, she thinks of all that she has
missed, and even with the Prozac she never ever really feels quite well.
It’s like borrowing from a thief, it’s like believing in a belief, it’s like
wanting to stay in bed, it’s like a dream trapped in your head, it’s a
soulless drudgery.
It’s just an average f***ed up day in Doomsville, we don’t question the
cost we just pay the bill, a monkey in a tie and a button down, he
never learned that the world turns itself around.
nov 95