When the shit hits the fan and I'm sick of the plan
Every day's just a pain in the ass
I've done what I'm told but by now it's grown old
And I'm ready to give it a pass.

My plate is all full of a half ton of bull
And it weighs me down every day
I've got to move on, throw away that old swarm
Of useless habits of pay.

So the first thing I'll do is give a royal screw
To commitments that take up my time
For me to move on, I won't give a darn
And wait for this darn thing to rhyme.

So my meeting next day, I'm throwing away
And my meeting next week goes to trash
Gotta start life anew, gonna make mistakes too
Gotta move onward or crash.

I'll stick my foot in, the river of sin
Take a chance with the fears of the flow
Each moment, each wave, each way I behave
Is the yellow brick road that I go.

So here I am, not giving a dam
As I thrash the rocks with each wave
Sure I tremble with fear, that I'll fall on my rear
Or wake up dead in my grave.

~ Al Zagofsky