Drag my way
Through the tunnel among the Brimstone,
I step out,
Shirt ironed by by molten Iron,
Shoes shined by the Shining.
Redrum.
I strolled among the mortals
I was looking for a Soul to steal.
I'm always willing to go along for I was willin' to make a deal.
To what I learned that fateful day though soon the world would pay.
The air was worse than back in the day, and if you were there
the noisy people screaming 'round and shouting swears.
Misery dragged as people went to work
Driving honking and rip-offs galore.
Not much gore, but something worse.
Charlie Sheen bumped into me and soon I felt unclean.
Mankind seems to be driven through what they all say the gutter.
I shutter at what will happen next.
From what I had to say,
I say
Wake me up when the World grows apair
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