Original Song #3

Slow Down

Well I’m searching for some conversation
But it doesn’t look like I’m going to find much here
Excuse me, but I think I noticed
Most of what we talk about involves sports, women, and beers

Slow down, don’t you buy another round
It’s time to leave the next one up to me
Hang on, don’t you know I’m often misunderstood
If you know what I mean

Well you sit there, and you protest: Why should you care?
But you’re still waiting for your video poker to make you a millionaire
Meanwhile, you forgot how to take a stand
But just ‘cause things aren’t in your control, doesn’t mean they’re out of hand

Slow down, don’t you sell your fleshy pounds
It’s time to think on your own and not just to please
Hang on, don’t you know there’s a dozen new Hitlers whom we’ll scoff
But we’ll die to appease

Slow down, don’t you buy another round
It’s time to leave the next one up to me
Hang on, don’t you know that history won’t bail you out
When you’re down on your knees

Well I thank you for your beer and company
But your yawning’s telling me that it’s time to leave
Just think about this for one sec: he who dies with regrets
Is he as sorry for things he did as things that he didn’t?

Slow Down

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