A Nightmare on Tone Street

Got the devil in my dreams,
And I don't really care what it means,
He's whispering things in my ear,
That I don't really want to hear,
Where oh where is God today,
I'm so bored I just might turn gay,


You finish this poem...

The End.

you think you might turn gay, say
do you think that an easy choice, hey?
It's not something I'd choose on a whim
Or -frankly- even a gun-point give-in

I kinda figure you're born that way
cause I don't have a god and I'm not gay
maybe you need to pay for a ho
So you can get some and be sure ...well you know....