Ben play
your djembe
Hard every day
And wait till it all
goes away
Everybody hates my guts
Every day
They debate the ways I suck
They all say I should go
Fuck myself and then drop dead
So I just played my drum till my fingers bled
I don’t hear a word they sqwack
These chicken heads can take a walk
My drum drowns out all sounds but god
He sticks around to say Ben your odd
My drum beat now is all I need
It’s the one sound that I believe
People do two things
lie and leave
The best of men are greedy beasts
People like to prop you up
And then drop you hard
and Blame bad luck
It is what it is walk it off be tough
What you thought was love was just a kick in the nuts
I beat my drum like life beats my but
I stay on rhythm like clock keeping time
While my body rusts to dust
And dissolves my mind
A can’t solve your problems
Fix your issues
clean your mess
But I can slap it raw
till my very last breath
I been playing so long
I beat my drum so well
One day I’ll have the devil dancing down in hell
Everybody hates my guts
Every day
They debate the ways I suck
They all say I should go
Fuck myself and then drop dead
So I just played my drum till my fingers bled
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