This is really lyrics to an impromptu ditty, me and my friend Mikey G made up (he was doing the music, me the words) while we were drinking at one of our favorite watering holes. It was night when all the patrons were having a genuine good time. James the owner, has one of the best stocked juke boxes with great early punk and old country standards, so thats playing in the background while over our heads on the TVs someone had put on the religious station with the volume down.There was a woman preacher of sorts and under her, looming over us was the words ' The Wicked Human deed, call us for a prayer'. It seemed very funny at the time.
The wicked human deed
Call us for a prayer
James is playing punk rock
No One wants to hear
Tyler is getting something
While Fuzzy’s getting none
Everyone is drinking
The wicked deed is done
Down it in a bottle
Take it in a pill
Smoke it in a pipe
Whatever is your thrill
Tomorrow is the yesterday
Your trying to forget today
Problems are fading
Mental Conditions melt away
Bury the sorrow
Soak it all in gin
Pass out tonight
Tomorrow start again
Wicked human deed
Call us for a prayer
Johnny’s playing punk rock
No one wants to hear
Mikey’s getting something
While Brian’s getting none
Everyone is drinking
The wicked deed is done
Wanda Swim Strunk
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-wicked-human-deed/
