Sympathy Cone - Pears

Falling off the wagon

Shot the fucking horse

Pitched a rough Expansion

Plan with problems at the source

A problem has no problem

If a problem should arise

Rise I shall come morning

Look the leper in the eyes

And smile

Withhold

No rush to be sent off

Controlled

I have developed kennel cough

Dressed to the nines

Severed ties around my neck

To hide the bed bug bites

Mama never warned me

I quit I’m sick

Spayed Latch the cage

Come what may

I’m safer on my fucking knees

Behold

And flick the light switch off

I’m sold

I have developed kennel cough

Pill doled

Put me down to rest I’m old

Developed the