Feeling sorry for oneself should have some sort of creative discharge at the tip. I'm not above vanity track insertion so here it is. Although this is a solo track, I had always intended to include it on this release.
I want to make this clear
I've spent most of my life sitting on my rear
You’re probably better off
Spending your attention to jerk a tear
From another’s turbulence
Self-inflicted or from loss of one near and dear
Hope springs fairly long
But certainly not eternal or in this song
I need to clarify
I've spent most of my life saving up a lie
When hope begins to die
My poverty could be something one might buy
I've got my empty truth
It’s all I've left to sell to the jaded youth
The one’s whose purchase power
Lets them define the flavor of the hour
If truth is what you want
Here’s a house some ghosts of past truths still haunt.
from 2 + 2 = Chicken,
released November 24, 2013
Words & music by Mike Watson.