Out the Door

Keep ’em busy
Keep ’em tired
Keep ’em humpin’
Keep ’em wired

When it’s time
To hit the bunk
No getting high
Make sure they’re drunk

Rather than dreaming
Gentle dreams,
Breaking tables
Making scenes

Give ’em just
Enough to hurt
Too exhausted

Make ’em anxious
Make ’em fear
Not us, silly
Those they’re near

They blame each other
Mis’ry for
We with their souls
Walk out the door


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