Don Young

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A Bird That Can’t Fly
 

I started to question
The life I have led
I talked to my friend
Cause he has street cred
My friend said to me
What’s happening Fred
I just can’t believe
The rap sheet I read
It’s a hard life
I’ve heard it said
But from where I sit
You’d be better off dead

I’m a bird that can’t fly
I’m a fish that can’t swim
If you only knew
The shape that I’m in
I’m beginning to learn
About the wages of sin
Cause most every morning
I’m soaked with gin

I went to the bar
To get me a beer
A sexy bartender
I looked at her rear
Her boyfriend was there
He said, don’t you fear
And before I could blink
I was out on my ear
He said, I get mad
The guys can’t resist her
Yeah, I know about that
Because she’s my sister

I’m a bird that can’t fly
I’m a fish that can’t swim
If you only knew
The shape that I’m in
My kids are all stupid
The wife’s ugly as sin
I should have known
Not to marry my kin

My doctor told me
You’ve got three months to live
He showed me my x-ray
It looked like a sieve
I said, I can’t pay
I’ve got no more to give
He said, in that case
You’ve got six months to live
I can’t believe it
I’m just out of luck
But he’ll touch up my x-ray
For thirty-five bucks

I’m a bird that can’t fly
I’m a fish that can’t swim
If you only knew
The shape that I’m in
I’d tell you more troubles
But where to begin
In this game of life
I’m sure I can’t win

 

  ©  2009 Don Young

 

 

 

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