back to what…
the muck-n-the mire…
greasy bits…
yes… greasy bits…
never much good for ya’…
no…absolutely not…
and why do we do this…this constant toil…rewarding us with what…what…
nothing…
tis right…the only constant is nothing…always been nothing…
that is our constant…yes…that is our constant…
like my shoes…
you say…
like my shoes…
do I like your shoes….
right…
no…no I do not like your shoes…nor the feet that are in them…no I do not…
see…lovely day…
tis…
sun is glorious…
tis…
reminds me…
of what…what…
no matter…
then why speak of it…why utter a word….what gains do you get…
right…
we know the sun is glorious…tis always been glorious…and yes..it reminds us of pasts…and this gets us what…
nothing ‘spose…
bingo….bingo….I got my eye on you…
do ya…
one funny step from you…
an’ what…
not in your best interest…
back to what…
the muck-n-the mire…
greasy bits…
yes…greasy bits…
