It's a blind mans bluff on a dead man's curve
And it's off to the races before another's country heard
And the check arrived before the dinner is served
And the blade hits the bone before the blade hits the nerve
And this cast iron stomach upholds my constitution
But the body is petty and keen on retribution
Let's look at the checkbook and pray for absolution
Got a tin can to the good lord hidden in the Lazy Susan
Alabaster in Alsasia, it's as easy as it seems
Hardly ever, everlasting but still happy to be part of the team
And I save like Jesus and invest like Moses
And I'm speaking far too loudly even though that you should know this
Pack mules smuggle kindness because a smile bears the weight
And being tired is convenient if it's all up to date
And the congregation counts on me just like I count the stars
And like if just as fascinating and nothing if bizarre
I can set the table when the sun is setting in the west
We're ordering more streamers though the party has all left
Names are added to the ledger and faces to the queue
And the moments become reckless before they form a coup
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