The Devil In The Deets

"A GLASS OF CHARDONNAY AS I REMOVE MY WIG

I ALWAYS SWALLOW MY PRIDE AFTER THE SHOW

PLEASE HOLD YOUR APPLAUSE, THIS IS A CORPORATE GIG

BUT ALL JOKES ASIDE, I’M LAUGHING ALONE

AND SO IT SEEMS, I HAD IT ALL UNTIL THE FAT LADY SINGS

THE JOKE’S ON ME

SPECIAL FX AND VOIDED CHECKS, IN THE BACK OF AN SUV

AND YOU KNOW I DON’T COME CHEAP, AND I TRY TO KEEP MY FRIDAYS

FREE

MY FUTURE WIFE’S GOT A BUTTERFLY KNIFE, SHE’S THE QUEEN OF

DIAMOND RINGS

GONNA ASK HER TO MARRY ME, IF I COULD ONLY FIND MY ROOM KEY

BELIEVE ME, MY HONEY BEE

SHE’S A CONTRACT KILLER ANGEL, AND THE DEVIL IS IN THE DEETS

A SIP OF PINK CHAMPAGNE, WE’VE REACHED THE BOTTLE’S END

THE HOURGLASS IS FULL, WITH NOTHING BUT TIME

FOUND A PLACE TO STAY, BUT LOST MY AMBIEN

I SHOULD BE FAST ASLEEP, WITH EYES ON THE PRIZE

AND SO IT GOES, I THOUGHT ABOUT IT ALL BUT REALLY WHAT DO I

KNOW

I’VE NOTHING TO SHOW

DIRTY SEX AND NIGHTMARE TEXTS IN THE BACK OF A LIVING DREAM

YOU KNOW ITS HARD TO BE JAMES DEAN, WHEN YOU’RE A REBEL

WITHOUT A SCENE

MY FUTURE LIFE’S IN BLACK AND WHITE, BUT IT LOOKS GOOD IN HD

GONNA ASK HER TO MARRY ME, AT THE END OF SEASON THREE

BELIEVE ME, MY HONEY BEE

SHE’S A CONTRACT KILLER ANGEL, AND THE DEVIL IS IN THE DEETS