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| three years old lost in a sea of bikers sucking down beer and pb&j sitting on a strangers hog protected by the Angels who dance in the inferno wondering if my mama cares crazy lady with the speedy ups and manic downs gyrating through her illness never call her mama but I am hers mama's daddy told me so he stood at attention when she tried to give me away see, marines never leave anyone behind he saved me from the system but not from her you should hear her stories the ones she tells of God how he spoke to her like some mirrored crystal ball through a haze of smoke and voices like it was a good thing how she denied hell and the devil and that's how Jesus saved her from the loony bin who saved me from her? who saved me from this hell this crazy dance? Jesus, yeah, I'm talkin' to you when you handed your book to that sick, dancin' mama why didn't you hide "spare the rod and spoil the child" I know how that dance gives me the blues black and blues And when I hear that music that seventies music, it brings me back, to her and my own personal disco inferno |
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