Fool from Devilment by messyheads

‘Fool’

You know how to destroy a man,
take his life in your hands and squeeze it dry,
leaving him nothing but a faded memory.
If he’s scatterbrained, odd, maybe a little peculiar,
eaten up by the failure of a fool’s labor.
Don’t beat it up ‘cos it’s something you don’t understand.
Lost my wits on a wild goose chase.
Came to my senses going off my head.

Yeah I’m a fool - manic, wasted.
A figure of fun - unhinged, raving.
Hey takes one to know one,
but I’ll play the fool for you.

Sworn to make life a party and just for no reason.
It’s a second childhood - it’s always that season.
Call it a madhouse, whatever drives dull care away.
I’ll come across your face still in the same old places.
There stamped on your hand - last night’s fun and it traces
the same old song and dance that never regenerates.
I’ll blow it all on some crackpot scheme.
The debauch and friend are wide awake and at it again!

Yeah I’m a fool - manic, wasted.
A figure of fun - unhinged, raving.
Hey takes one to know one,
but I’ll play the fool for you.
The madcap laughs in deranged bliss
in his fool’s paradise, his arrangement.
Certifiably yours, ok, I’l play the fool for you.

I’ll send me out of my mind into a moonstruck haze.
You think my carry-on the butt of common jest.
And you, a travesty of a mockery of a sham.

Yeah I’m a fool - manic, wasted.
A figure of fun - unhinged, raving.
Hey takes one to know one,
but I’ll play the fool for you.
The madcap laughs in deranged bliss
in his fool’s paradise, his arrangement.
Certifiably yours, ok, I’l play the fool for you.



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