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Test Yourself
by Gary M. Hall
I see the man of nine to five, paper eyes, half alive,
I want to leave him far behind in the ruins of his mind.
The size of his catastrophe is not so very hard to see,
He searches for his soul in an economic hole.
The fire is a friend of mine, promises, cruel and kind,
Eagerly she leads me in, never to turn back again.
Sitting in a room of flame, imploding my cosmic game,
Nuclear collisions, my fiery religion.
Return me to the world, a free man with a pearl,
But the market isn't open yet, students waste their time in school.
There’s a stone dam by the forest road you’ve seen it now tell of it,
There are lands spread under me you’ve seen them now tell of them.
I flew over the mill and now I dream of the far away,
I flew over the mill and I dream of far away.
Leaping down the stone dam rocks sharp as the present shocks.
Sailing in the dead tree’s cove my mind leaves the room a thousand times.
But the body won’t leave pity my will a thousand times.
I flew over the mill and now I dream of the far away,
I flew over the mill and I dream of far away.
I’ll never have to tie my shoes again.
I’ll never have to wear these working shoes again.
I ain’t gonna put on this noose of a tie again.
I’ll never have to tie my shoes again.
I’ll never do all those things you want me to do again.
I’ll never file that report in quadruplicate again.
I’ll never have to punch that early sassy clock again.
I’ll never have to tie my shoes again.
I ain’t gonna put the car in the driveway and keep it out of the flowerbed.
I forget what you told me to do last Friday, but I’m never gonna do it. No, sir...
And I’ll tell you another thing I’m not gonna do:
I’m not gonna walk that yappy little dog around the neighborhood.
That dog is scared of cats.
I’m not gonna set my alarm.
That causes physical and mental harm.
I’m not gonna, I’m just not gonna.
I’m gonna get up, have a slow cup of coffee, walk outside barefoot, and sit down.
You’re not gonna see me click my heels to any boss again.
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