Three Sheets To The Wind

Three Sheets To The Wind

Beggar that I’ve become
Transgressor that I’d been…

Send kamikazes in
Send commandos
Send kung fu tai chi himself
I’ve had an infinite supply
Requiring infinite demand
I thought you wouldn’t mind
Dropping the atomic bombs
I wondered if you’d forgive
I wondered what the penance was

What’s the latest greatest trick?
Be joyous
Nothing up my sleeve
Stop your whimpering
Keep a stiff upper lip
Toughen it out
Until the cows come home
Three sheets to the wind
Self-absorption is a self indulgent pleasure
That’s hard to let go
Of dear lord please bless me
With that good old fashioned
Eternal joy and happiness
That is
If it be thy will…

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