Desperate Days are Dead Ahead

Desperate Days are Dead Ahead
Scott David James
Circa 2012

I don’t know why we’ve come to this
I can’t talk and you just bitch
This and that and such is which
And what’s between is ‘coming kitsch

I wish I could follow the thread of this
Find out what’s the cause of it
Prob’ly just a simple stitch
Pilfered for a paupers bits

But Desperate Days are Dead Ahead
Wonderin’ where I’ll lay my head
Singin’ songs won’t win me bread
So this is where my road’s have led

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