Bushleaguer

<br>How does he do it? how do they do it? uncanny and immutable.<br><br>This is such a happening tailpipe of a party.<br><br>Like sugar, the guests are so refined, (look like melting mice)<br><br><br><br>A confidence man, but why so beleagued? <br><br>Hes not a leader, hes a texas leaguer<br><br>Swinging for the fence, got lucky with a strike<br><br>Drilling for fear, makes the job simple<br><br>Born on third, thinks he got a triple<br><br><br><br>Blackout weaves its way through the cities<br><br>Blackout weaves its way through the cities<br><br>Blackout weaves its way,...<br><br><br><br>I remember when you sang<br><br>That song about today<br><br>Now its tomorrow and<br><br>Everything has changed<br><br><br><br>A think tank of aloof multiplication<br><br>A nicotine wish and a colossus decanter<br><br>Retrenchment and foolishness<br><br>"whats the buckos? "<br><br>The raves have not a clue<br><br>The immenseness of suffering<br><br>And the odd negotiation, a rarity<br><br>With onionskin plausibility of life,<br><br>And a keyboard reaffirmation<br><br><br><br>Blackout weaves its way through the cities<br><br>Blackout weaves its way through the cities<br><br>Blackout weaves its way,...<br><br><br><br>I remember when you sang<br><br>That song about today<br><br>Now its tomorrow and<br><br>Everything has changed