THE SHARP CURSE

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He wakes up to the smell of booze
He rolls out of his bed, and crawls to the bathroom
He checks the mirror, his face is green
So many beers down his throat last night, it's obscene
He feels so guilty sleeping in ('til 4 pm)
But next week he'll do it all again (he'll drink 'til 6 am)
His wife's been up since 9 am getting things done
She had plans for them to go to the museum
Instead he's wallowing in misery, just wishing he was dead
Guilty thoughts - fill his head
He should be outside having fun
But all he can manage is the fetal position
He feels so guilty sleepint in ('til 4 pm)
Next week he'll do it all again (he'll drink 'til 6 am)
His brain feels like a sponge that's wrung completely dry
He watches Hasselhof and tries hard not to cry
And now he's wallowing in misery, just wishing he was dead
Guilty thoughts - fill his head
Half dead - remote in his hand, a blanket up to his chin
Bed head, a guilty conscious, and greasy food ordered in
Half dead - remote in his hand, a blanket up to his chin
Bed head, a guilty conscious and greasy food ordered in