Alan Malcolm Blues

Alan Malcolm Blues

The sun struggles to claim the sky
The fog of morning fills my eyes
The news anchor reads the list of lies
World view Fuck You!
I got the Alan Malcolm blues again

Surviving life has left a bruise
You would think by now I had paid my dues
So unfashionably old to have the blues

The sun begins it long descent
Another verse in life's lament
Each step like walking through wet cement
That thing I do to pay the rent
I'll keep on doing till life is spent

Surviving life has left a bruise
You would think by now I had paid my dues
So unfashionably old to have the blues

Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray to god my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake
Thank you, Thank you
But breathing is a habit I just can't break

Surviving life has left a bruise
You would think by now I had paid my dues
So unfashionably old to have the blues

Alan Malcolm!