such a big man
you tell people what to do
you can scream and you can threaten
you can fire people too
personified destruction
a walking fist
knocking things over
to show that you exist
so full of empty
a monument of wind
a maelstrom of hollow
surrounded by skin
by Richard W. Bray
You don’t know my life
You don’t know my story
Don’t try and put me
In a category
You rag on everybody
That you ever knew
Thinking up ways
They ain’t as good as you
I ain’t hanging round
To hear you talk smack
You slander and smear
Behind everybody’s back
You rag on everybody
That you ever knew
Thinking up ways
They ain’t as good as you
There’s a million things about me
You’re never gonna know
Don’t try and stick me
In your pigeonhole
You rag on everybody
That you ever knew
Thinking up ways
They ain’t as good as you
by Richard W. Bray
You had your chance
And then you blew it
A precious soul
Who loved you true
Lord only knows
What made you do it
There ain’t no hope
For fools like you
You had your chance
And then you blew it
All your contrition
Don’t mean squat
You got a lifetime now
To rue it
Ain’t gonna get
A better shot
You had your chance
And then you blew it
Thought you could find
Some greener grass
She was perfect
And you knew it
No one can help
Your sorry ass
by Richard W. Bray
Cigarettes and alcohol and rage
Propel your injured soul
From day to day
It works until it doesn’t
And suddenly you’re old
It works until it doesn’t
Till the center cannot hold
Your back-stabs and your lies
Spur you till you slip
On the blood you left behind
It works until it doesn’t
All the stories that you told
It works until it doesn’t
Till the center cannot hold
Calm won’t still the storm
Surrounded by dysfunction
Deception kept you warm
It works until it doesn’t
And you can’t keep out the cold
It works until it doesn’t
Till the center cannot hold
by Richard W. Bray
Even though you’re tall
You’re fragile and you’re small
You try and try to hide it
You build a giant wall
Your childhood was sad
You had an ornery dad
The other kids didn’t like you
You became an angry cad
Carrying the germ
You live to make men squirm
A feeble-hearted man
With the compassion of a worm
No achievement can console
Your bruised and twitching soul
Gobble and devour
You will never fill the hole
by Richard W. Bray
It’s 3 in morning
You say we gotta go
You really got a problem
Always wanting to control
You say you need some sleep
Cuz you gotta wake and work
You think you’re all grown
But you’re really just a jerk
Why you gotta frustrate
And hold a player back?
Haters gotta hate hate
And always attack
I need a thousand dollars
Cuz I got in a jam
Love to play the ponies
That’s just who I am
You say I need some help
With all your sanctimony
You think you’re so perfect
But you’re just a big phony
Why you gotta frustrate
And hold a buddy back?
Haters gotta hate hate
And always attack
Got a chance to get some Guccis
For seventeen bucks
Looking for investors
You just shit on my luck
When I try to succeed
You always step on my goals
You love to see me bleed
You’re such an asshole
Why you gotta frustrate?
And hold a brother back
Haters gotta hate hate
And always attack
by Richard W. Bray
You know I hate to whine
But that man disrupts my mind
Told him fifty-seven times
That side is yours and this is mine
You can pray and you can plea
But that’s his personality
All your fussin’ and your cursin’
Won’t make him another person
He never hears when I complain
That man just lives to give me pain
He plays sports but he can’t aim
My man is just a walking stain
You can pray and you can plea
But that’s his personality
All your fussin’ and your cursin’
Won’t make him another person
What did I ever do
To deserve a man you you?
You’re such a lazy fool
I think your ass is made of glue
You can pray and you can plea
But that’s his personality
All your fussin’ and your cursin’
Won’t make him another person
by Richard W. Bray
Didn’t mean to disappoint you
When I put the bottle down
Hordes of losers livin’
Just to watch each other drown
Didn’t mean to disappoint you
When I put the bottle down
Now it makes y’all self-conscious
Just having me around
Didn’t mean to disappoint you
When I put the bottle down
I ain’t got a lot of interest
In the stinky side of town
Didn’t mean to disappoint you
When I put the bottle down
You can look inside a mirror
If you need another clown
Didn’t mean to disappoint you
When I put the bottle down
But I sure as hell ain’t sorry
For the daylight that I found
by Richard W. Bray
I need an angry noisy nutty girl
To thump my brain and wreck my world
A beasty batty nasty wife
To wrench my guts and ruin my life
I’ll find a gal who hates my mama
And cultivate some melodrama
I’ll never wonder why I chose
Someone to blame for all my woes
I need a crazy rowdy messy man
Drummer for a two-bit band
A needy stinky nasty boozer
A meth head and a hopeless loser
I’ll find a guy who hates my mama
And cultivate some melodrama
I’ll never wonder why I chose
Someone to blame for all my woes
by Richard W. Bray
You just complain, complain, complain
Like you’re the only one in pain
You can go to a movie
You can run a mile
You can come back and see me
When you’re ready to smile
You just complain, complain, complain
Like you’re the only one in pain
You can build a treehouse
You can dig a ditch
You can go to yoga
And breathe instead of bitch
You just complain, complain, complain
Like you’re the only one in pain
You can go to confession
You can find yourself a shrink
You can tell the bartender
Who sold you that drink
You just complain, complain, complain
Like you’re the only one in pain
You can hug your pillow
You can have a good cry
You can find someone to listen
But I’m not that guy
by Richard W. Bray
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