You make the sky a darkened gray
You ruin every sunny day
With every useless word you say
You validate yourself: blasé
Why can't I win the games you play
You're up, you're down, you're disarray
When you die I hope you lay
With your head on a silver tray
If I went to a church and I knelt down to pray
I'd say "Please God, take him away,
You are the one who can find a way
To break him, you made him, now throw him away"
What is it with people born on Tuesdays in May?
Or is it just this prick whose name is Jay?
~ April 13, 1991
You ruin every sunny day
With every useless word you say
You validate yourself: blasé
Why can't I win the games you play
You're up, you're down, you're disarray
When you die I hope you lay
With your head on a silver tray
If I went to a church and I knelt down to pray
I'd say "Please God, take him away,
You are the one who can find a way
To break him, you made him, now throw him away"
What is it with people born on Tuesdays in May?
Or is it just this prick whose name is Jay?
~ April 13, 1991
