Flying into Melbourne
On a private jet
Bouncing off ideas
With the business jet set
Closing every deal
No matter what it takes
Ethical or shonky
As long as the world quakes
Driven by ambition
Minister or CEO
Really only two choices
About which way to go
Pressing the accelerator
When I should have touched the brake
How fast am I going to go
How much more can I take
Slamming down the spirits
Soaking up the wine
Things are a little beery
But everything will work out fine
Climbing the hardest rock face
Dodging the greatest fall
Pushing to the limit
And giving it my all
Burning the midnight oil
Up until all hours
Burning both ends of candles
To see how much time devours
Shooting a little heroin
For all the joy it brings
Snorting a little cocaine
It’s coke that makes me zing
Then I lost my partner
I leaned on her I admit
Then I lost my friends
Who won’t see me in a fit
Wondering why I need her
Wondering why I need it
Wondering who l am
Any why I’m called a shit
A few dodgy deals later
I’m sure that I’ll be rich
But a punch up with a waiter
Left me in a legal stitch
I crashed the car last Wednesday
Into six or so I’m told
Realised I couldn’t pay
Forgot insurance in the cold
Sick with hepatitis
Broke from drugs and booze
Living the high life baby
Sure can make you lose
Eating throwing up
Hearing voices in my head
Where are my friends and family
I might be better off dead
Claiming every benefit
Sponging every favour
Grabbing every freebie
Before my resolve wavers
Sitting on this pavement
Holding up my sign
I didn’t plan to be here
It just came in time
The sad life in the fast lane you portray is actually a reality for some. These jet travelers touch down in new lands, only to encounter problems from almost day one as bad luck strikes them. Bad luck is the common “glue” that holds together disparate lives, giving them a unifying meaning. Bad luck brings us low, but our willpower gives us a chance to rise again.
The sad life in the fast lane you portray is actually a reality for some. These jet travelers touch down in new lands, only to encounter problems from almost day one as bad luck strikes them. Bad luck is the common “glue” that holds together disparate lives, giving them a unifying meaning. Bad luck brings us low, but our willpower gives us a chance to rise again.
— Catxman
http://www.catxman.wordpress.com
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I love this one! Great story. It reads like a rap to me.
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