The Waste

A song about a self-centered guy!

Verse:

There once was a man who blarped around most days,

took shortcuts through life--short-term benefits that really paid

off in leisure and easy wins--this take-it-easy creed.

Instead of enjoying the sunsets, he was all about speed,

 

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which his ex didn't appreciate nearly as much,

thought they didn't have a real marriage, as such.

 

Verse:

And so he found himself alone, and out in the cold,

with no one to stand beside him, as he got old.

He started to think maybe slower would have been better,

but now it was too damn late--he found himself a love debtor,

 

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owing time that he could never get back,

and cold sheets when in the sack.

 

Chorus:

It was The Waste that didn't have to be.

If only he'd have thought less about 'me, me, me!'

The Waste caught up and passed, winning the race.

Now he's in the loser's circle, with regret on his face!

 

Verse:

I guess now he looks back with not a little regret,

on his being about as self-absorbed as you can get.

But it's too late, ain't no quick fixes--that he's looking for.

Premature lifeation caught up to him, and slammed the door!

 

 

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