Jonathan's Hope

When I got better from the mumps
 Yes, my swollen nut and neck shrunk
 But, though subtle, I can smell distinctly
 Some sick and swollen stink, still to this day stays with me
 And irked as some dumb tart from Illinois
 In a shirt that says "I heart Michigan boys"
 But it's oy, still steel as a goy's gut
 Oh so concealed in the crease but
 Slow pitching like a Vatican priest to be Pope -- what?
 Dope. So every morning wake up with hope
 And at night fall asleep at the end of your rope
 Alone pretending to cope
 As ill as I am, I am
 But with all that's well I'll yell
 Good god, what the hell, what the fuck
 A white dove on the hood of a two-ton truck
 It took me 30 years to learn my patterns
 Just for shit to turn weird in my return to Saturn
 I feel the freezing creep of greedy sleep sneaking in again
 I'm dangling
 Oh I don't have to pull a shitty fortune from dessert
 Like the piss poor son of a serf to know what I'm worth
 I know what I'm deserved of
 A freaking dirty dove dead
 And a bag of bread from a sellout club
 But will you spell out love in the lashes life serves up?
 Or am I just a red bump in the rash of cash worship?
 Lord. Huh? Whats up?
 As ill as I am, I am
 But with all that's well I'll yell
 Good god, what the hell, what the fuck
 A white dove on the hood of a two-ton truck
 Brief is the life of that bird
 Who brings your secrets, your deepest beefs and desires
 Through it's beak in a minor squeak to be heard
 Its meaning complete no need for words
 It might not last more than a week
 And if this my final trip it be
 Lord take me quick, let me see ye
 And please heed the needs of my family
 As ill as I am, I am
 But with all that's well I'll yell
 Good god, what the hell, what the fuck
 A white dove on the hood of a two-ton truck
 With mangled fingers I play it and say it
 Plain in my octaves with all that I've got
 And for all that I'll not have
 And cursing back to the big bang in slang they sang
 As ill as I am, I am
 But with all that's well I'll yell
 Good god, what the hell, what the fuck
 A white dove on the hood of a two-ton truck