This one's called Wingman. As always comments (especially the negative insulting and really mean ones) are appreciated.
Wingman
It wasnt far as the crow flies
But we didnt fly
Remember?
We drove
Cattle
Like Water down the Drain
Remember?
Sorry I find myself needing affirmation these
Days
Remember the trip?
No sleeping
Under the Stars
No riding with the nomads
We didnt stop and smell the roses
Or let the agave juice slake
Our all too quenchable desire
Oh right,
You were there
Wait, thats not how it happened?
Well the urge to acquiesce looms
But no
You can tell the story some other
Time
Scoffing
At how I cant
Do it
Do it Right
Do it bay-bay
Do it tonight
Ok I just wanted to make sure
We were still the same people
Wanted to make sure this was
Familiar?
Are you following?
Why start now?
Funny.
Are we all on the same page?
The second paragraph has some
Big words Ill slow down so you can catch up
There I go again
Look at me, Im smart, but inside
Do I think you think I think that?
Maybe the hippie chick was right
Damn that was prescient
See what I mean about the big words?
Listen up people because heres
Where it gets good
Heres where the fat hits the fire
And the
Soup meets the nuts and they all end up at the
Dish and the spoons house in
Modesto
Or Monterey
Weve been there together
But were we ever really?
So lets get one thing absolutely
Simple
As a string
The Red Leader was a bad-ass
From way back
Ol school
hair flippin,
Gum poppin
Cigarette draggin
Bad-ass
With a diva streak
So far down her back it was upright
Sexual
Me, Lawdy sakes I was a po boy from
The big swamp up noth
Those nothun hicks
Thayse ull getcha evry tahme
But I had dreams
yeah like the rest
and a certain charm some
would call it charisma
that packed a wallop
really it did
all the lethal power of a
cheese knife
The Red Leader was bad
I think I mentioned that
She knew it too and hated
herself
for it never stopped
the littany
the chain reaction
of a hundred million
complex karma molecules
The sunflowers were in bloom back then
That was when that was a big deal mind you
The lines and actually
Throngs of people to see them
Now I wonder
Do sunflowers brighten anyones
Living room?
How many kills
too many and not nearly
Enough
But the last one
the fresh one left a bad taste
Red Leader needed a wingman
Thats where I came in boss
I was eager back then
I wanted to fly to twirl to dive and fight
Mostly I wanted to protect
I thought I could but truthfully
HA! Dont you ever use that word in here. Pay for your drink and get the hell out.
Truthfully,
I didnt think at all.
Red Leader was clear from the outset
Didnt NEED a wingman mind you
But it might be nice
Didnt need nuthin but a few thousand rounds
For the chain gun
And about a million miles of open sky
Cause when the Red Leader would throw her head back
And open up that throttle
She would flat out
Bring it
Whistle right past ya and set your hat
On fire
ya dig?
Didnt need a wingman
Mind ya
Butgot 600 bones ya could spot me kid?
This shit dont run on moonshine ya know
But god help a po boy
Who showed up late
Or not at all
On Easter Sunday
GOD HELP HIM
Im all the family you need now
Im your religion now
Not that grandiose but
You get the idea
Couldnt concede there were other things
There were signs
Arent there always
You wanna know what love is?
Love is flyin past those signs cause theyre covered up cuz the
Highway department aint finished construction yet
And so shit, officer I never saw a damn thing
No Yield
No Stop
No runaway truck motherfuckin gravel pit
Is my insurance even paid up?
No, No for the love of god officer
Dont let me go with a warning
ANYTHING but that
He did though
Life does you favors up until the time you really
Need em
Didnt need a wingman mind ya
But maybe a little cover would be a good idea
At least until we get back HOME
See, Red Leader was a bad ass
But shed been clipped before
LOTS
And taken some damage
And so yeah maybe a wingman
Wasnt such a bad Idea after all
Made it official and everything
K ha?
I should have known.
Who signs a contract
K. Ha?
Prepared for the flight back HOME
And I would lie awake maybe six nights
Out of seven
and my stomach would
Dance
And Id worry about what would happen when we returned to base
And maybe the wingman thing wasnt such a good idea
But it was too late
I gunned up
Fueled up
Dropped the shades over the baby blues and
SKY
For a few minutes
Was all it took
A few wrong turns but thats
To be expected when youre following youre
Guts
And youre chasing
Your tails shadow
We got back to base in one piece pretty much
Alive at least
Started exploring old haunts
Old stomping grounds
Building things
God knows what
Want a tip?
Dont build shit without consulting an architect
Red Leader was quiet
distant mostly
it was happening just like my digestive apparatus told me it would
I feared for the Red Leader
Dangerous
Dangerous curves
Dangerous patterns
But I rode the white horse anyway
Not THAT white horse
I rode until I got sore
And started walking funny
People were talking
Whispering really
One day I quit
Oh, I never told the Red Leader
Just hope shed notice maybe
I took to flying by myself
Soaring but I wasnt very good at it
I was trying to get back HOME
And I was at a loss
If I were a swallow and it were up to me
Capistrano would be a ghost town
And now all I do is dream of second chances and
Redemption
I want a re-match
A re-count
They should outlaw do-overs
from all kids playgrounds
It leads to bad habits
But sometimes mostly at night I think about heading back to the swamp up north
Back when the carnival was in town
And the barker was scary but good scary
Remember that feeling?
And I was pushing 5 feet
If the barker was still there
And I was still pushing 5 feet
And the peanuts werent too salty yet and
My fingers felt GOOD
Coated with cotton Candy
And he was selling
And I knew then what I know now
I always wanted to be a wingman then
Now I just want to find a place called home
And chart a course and point the nose
In that direction
Dont need to whistle
Dont feel the need
The need for speed
Ill take my time
And if I die before I get there
Let the Red Leader know
I never forgot the sunflowers
Wingman
It wasnt far as the crow flies
But we didnt fly
Remember?
We drove
Cattle
Like Water down the Drain
Remember?
Sorry I find myself needing affirmation these
Days
Remember the trip?
No sleeping
Under the Stars
No riding with the nomads
We didnt stop and smell the roses
Or let the agave juice slake
Our all too quenchable desire
Oh right,
You were there
Wait, thats not how it happened?
Well the urge to acquiesce looms
But no
You can tell the story some other
Time
Scoffing
At how I cant
Do it
Do it Right
Do it bay-bay
Do it tonight
Ok I just wanted to make sure
We were still the same people
Wanted to make sure this was
Familiar?
Are you following?
Why start now?
Funny.
Are we all on the same page?
The second paragraph has some
Big words Ill slow down so you can catch up
There I go again
Look at me, Im smart, but inside
Do I think you think I think that?
Maybe the hippie chick was right
Damn that was prescient
See what I mean about the big words?
Listen up people because heres
Where it gets good
Heres where the fat hits the fire
And the
Soup meets the nuts and they all end up at the
Dish and the spoons house in
Modesto
Or Monterey
Weve been there together
But were we ever really?
So lets get one thing absolutely
Simple
As a string
The Red Leader was a bad-ass
From way back
Ol school
hair flippin,
Gum poppin
Cigarette draggin
Bad-ass
With a diva streak
So far down her back it was upright
Sexual
Me, Lawdy sakes I was a po boy from
The big swamp up noth
Those nothun hicks
Thayse ull getcha evry tahme
But I had dreams
yeah like the rest
and a certain charm some
would call it charisma
that packed a wallop
really it did
all the lethal power of a
cheese knife
The Red Leader was bad
I think I mentioned that
She knew it too and hated
herself
for it never stopped
the littany
the chain reaction
of a hundred million
complex karma molecules
The sunflowers were in bloom back then
That was when that was a big deal mind you
The lines and actually
Throngs of people to see them
Now I wonder
Do sunflowers brighten anyones
Living room?
How many kills
too many and not nearly
Enough
But the last one
the fresh one left a bad taste
Red Leader needed a wingman
Thats where I came in boss
I was eager back then
I wanted to fly to twirl to dive and fight
Mostly I wanted to protect
I thought I could but truthfully
HA! Dont you ever use that word in here. Pay for your drink and get the hell out.
Truthfully,
I didnt think at all.
Red Leader was clear from the outset
Didnt NEED a wingman mind you
But it might be nice
Didnt need nuthin but a few thousand rounds
For the chain gun
And about a million miles of open sky
Cause when the Red Leader would throw her head back
And open up that throttle
She would flat out
Bring it
Whistle right past ya and set your hat
On fire
ya dig?
Didnt need a wingman
Mind ya
Butgot 600 bones ya could spot me kid?
This shit dont run on moonshine ya know
But god help a po boy
Who showed up late
Or not at all
On Easter Sunday
GOD HELP HIM
Im all the family you need now
Im your religion now
Not that grandiose but
You get the idea
Couldnt concede there were other things
There were signs
Arent there always
You wanna know what love is?
Love is flyin past those signs cause theyre covered up cuz the
Highway department aint finished construction yet
And so shit, officer I never saw a damn thing
No Yield
No Stop
No runaway truck motherfuckin gravel pit
Is my insurance even paid up?
No, No for the love of god officer
Dont let me go with a warning
ANYTHING but that
He did though
Life does you favors up until the time you really
Need em
Didnt need a wingman mind ya
But maybe a little cover would be a good idea
At least until we get back HOME
See, Red Leader was a bad ass
But shed been clipped before
LOTS
And taken some damage
And so yeah maybe a wingman
Wasnt such a bad Idea after all
Made it official and everything
K ha?
I should have known.
Who signs a contract
K. Ha?
Prepared for the flight back HOME
And I would lie awake maybe six nights
Out of seven
and my stomach would
Dance
And Id worry about what would happen when we returned to base
And maybe the wingman thing wasnt such a good idea
But it was too late
I gunned up
Fueled up
Dropped the shades over the baby blues and
SKY
For a few minutes
Was all it took
A few wrong turns but thats
To be expected when youre following youre
Guts
And youre chasing
Your tails shadow
We got back to base in one piece pretty much
Alive at least
Started exploring old haunts
Old stomping grounds
Building things
God knows what
Want a tip?
Dont build shit without consulting an architect
Red Leader was quiet
distant mostly
it was happening just like my digestive apparatus told me it would
I feared for the Red Leader
Dangerous
Dangerous curves
Dangerous patterns
But I rode the white horse anyway
Not THAT white horse
I rode until I got sore
And started walking funny
People were talking
Whispering really
One day I quit
Oh, I never told the Red Leader
Just hope shed notice maybe
I took to flying by myself
Soaring but I wasnt very good at it
I was trying to get back HOME
And I was at a loss
If I were a swallow and it were up to me
Capistrano would be a ghost town
And now all I do is dream of second chances and
Redemption
I want a re-match
A re-count
They should outlaw do-overs
from all kids playgrounds
It leads to bad habits
But sometimes mostly at night I think about heading back to the swamp up north
Back when the carnival was in town
And the barker was scary but good scary
Remember that feeling?
And I was pushing 5 feet
If the barker was still there
And I was still pushing 5 feet
And the peanuts werent too salty yet and
My fingers felt GOOD
Coated with cotton Candy
And he was selling
And I knew then what I know now
I always wanted to be a wingman then
Now I just want to find a place called home
And chart a course and point the nose
In that direction
Dont need to whistle
Dont feel the need
The need for speed
Ill take my time
And if I die before I get there
Let the Red Leader know
I never forgot the sunflowers
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Jenna