Too long again. It was late. I'll try again ASAP
Dear John, you're done
Go and catch a taxi now
Pack your bags and take a hike
Tell me where the car keys are
You can keep your motor bike.
Get out of here with your singing
I can hear the doorbell ringing
I find
Your mind
Typical of a certain kind.
After I’ve born deranged fights,
Things invisible to me,
Fighting all the days and nights
All over ancient history;
Next, you bring your friends to tell me
You’re a wonder. Try to sell me
Hot air.
Take care
That’s a line I will not wear.
Now’s the time for you to go;
Get your boots on, move your feet,
One more thing; you ought to know
If we two should ever meet.
Don’t try to speak. You’ll soon get a
Summons and a lawyer’s letter.
Just see
You’ll be
Hung out to dry, and I’ll be free.