goferahose from madness by King Dooker

here sitting in the throne room ya
like any other king would wanna do
behind’s a reservoir of potential action
an acatar and simple system well designed
and who will be the one to call?
as I worry bout the worry of it all maybe
the clover leaf or the flower wagon?
we have to get it all done, before the snow
and we timed it perfect, go for a hose, all will be fine
let’s keep it quick so I don’t have to breathe in
oh here’s the money run
you couldn’t pay enough for me to wanna be ya
go for a hose, there is still time
coincidentally i get to greet ya
go for a hose, you don’t have to understand
so I go for a hose, and we don’t shake hands
no way now, another day of pumping it out
you say how, you’ve got used to the smell, no

while raking out the front lawn ya
you rarely think of what ur standing on
the tank and gravity fed grid of conduit
you barely qualify until the volume over fills
but easy out, and nothing ceases to exist,
with space the finite it always was
no need to rationalize or repent for, what we all know
that just like the circus, we go for a hose, re-align
to laugh it off defeats this purpose
oh we waited way too long
so humbled now tho powerless to prove it
go for a hose and leave this time
so grateful i can pay you off to lose it
go for a hose, and allay any fears
I go for a hose, and call in three or four years
no way now, another day of pumping it out
you say how, you’ve got used to the smell, no
way now, another day of sucking it out
you say how, you got used to the smell, no

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