Darkling Down

Well, along in the twenty first hour
 When the whole damn grid goes down
 This is how a party gets started
 In for a penny, in for a pound
 All at once the whole joint goes quiet
 And all the wavy lines go straight
 One fool among fools is wondering
 What happens if I die too late?
 Get back with your dime store nihilism
 Big daddy's on a glory run
 Gettin' down on the cellular level
 Just in case I got to call someone
 Darkling down on a darkling plain
 In the dim dank night of the pissin'-down rain
 Darkling down on the balls of his ass
 While he prays and waits for the storm to pass
 Lemme show you where the good thing happens
 It's a barbershop in Inglewood
 Too bad we won't get past the bouncer
 Sadly I've been banned for good
 Well, there's a coffee shop right? round the corner
 The proprietor knows my name
 Cup of Joe and a Vicks inhaler
 Now you're ready for the big boy game
 Steady son come seven come eleven
 If either one of us can count that high
 Muscatel if the deal gets dicey
 Milk and honey in the by and by
 Darkling down, it's a damn disgrace
 Going round and round in a very small place
 Darkling down with a hole in his soul
 That he can't explain and he can't control
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 For the fun or for the money
 For the fuck of it or just because
 Listen friend, this is no damn picnic
 But let's imagine for a minute that it was
 Who will feast on this buzzard's banquet?
 Who will render my heroic bust?
 Who will choke on my lachrymose musings?
 Who will eat my zero dust?
 Who will wear this puke-streaked tunic?
 Who shall gorge on this cup of spleen?
 Who will sing about the good, bad and ugly?
 And all and everything in between?
 Darkling down, this is God's good man
 On his hands and knees livin' God's good plan
 Darkling down and we don't know still
 When he'll come around if he ever will
 Darkling down on a zero-G dive
 And we just can't say will the fool survive
 Darkling down in a seven-G turn
 Glowing like a coal in the after burn