NO SENSE at ALL

I’d love to frown at a clown

I’d love to dance in a trance

I’d love to market a casket

I’d love to kill for the thrill

I’d love to spin life and win

I wanna steal a meal from a seal

But in the end ma friend,

It makes no sense at all.

I love the rains in the plains

I love the forces in the horses

I love the heads on the beds

I love the fun in the gun

Yet I hate the path in the math

But in the end ma friend,

It makes no sense at all.

Smile, swim a mile and catch the crocodile in the Nile

Be bold, hold, fold, mold and the gold as told

Employ intelligence, use your brilliance and be full of confidence

Yes! Be like a dove from above with nothing but love.

Quiver not, shiver not be sober and denounce fever

But in the end ma friend, It makes no sense at all.

I want to birth for death

I want to puke on the duke

I’ll love to cope with the pope

I want to be bold as I hold, fold

And mold all that is cold

I crave to visit the grave very brave

But in the end ma friend,

It makes no sense at all.

I wanna be the halo of a hero

I wanna be the mystery in victory

I wanna be the king of the queen

I wanna be the cattle in the castle

I wanna be the song of the gon'gong

But in the end ma friend,

It makes no sense at all.

I hear you desire to inspire and transpire the vampire

First, acquire the attire and be backed by the choir with the fire

Don't go mad, new blood vessels bud out from the scud flood

Ask Lucille, she signed the same deal after a sweet meal

U need zeal for this ordeal is unreal to peel and reveal.

But in the end ma friend, It makes no sense at all.

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