Barstool Zen
By David Boie
You’re just too smart...
...she said, for your own damn good;
Enjoy this food and wine,
And forget ‘bout Brotherhood.
I AM shooting to be simple,
But it's a long and twisted game...
The kind I want is where,
I don’t even know my name.
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Chorus:
Don’t know my own name,
But answer to it none the less...
Maybe that girl wants me,
But I can’t even get undressed.
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Sunshine in a bottle,
I’ve tried that road...
Smoke-up in the hash pipe,
Just transfers the load.
Perhaps the greatest Sin, though,
Is no skin in the game...
Sin’s are merely trinkets;
Treat ‘em all the same.
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Chorus:
Don’t know my own name,
But answer to it none the less...
Maybe that girl wants me,
But I can’t even get undressed.
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So yes, I’ll have a drink,
Catch a buzz and smile...
A puff on the pipe’s just fine;
It won’t stay my while.
Partake but just don’t drown,
Rule of my green thumb...
Joyful stoned or sober,
Get Drunk, but just not Numb.
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Chorus:
Don’t know my own name,
But answer to it none the less...
Maybe that girl wants me,
But I can’t even get undressed.
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Outro:
Yes, I draw the line some...
Not a careless fool;
Vultures tend to circle...
Near the old Barstool.
