January 6

Waiting for the lozenge to clear yer throat

So you can stand up and say all the words you wrote

All along the fences, all along the lines

Yer gumption's fading and the honeysuckle's dyin'

Honeysuckle's dyin' and the birds all cry

Rain around the houses, rain around the limbs

Everything yer hating is everything you been

So pass around the roses, shiny up the bell

How dry I once was there ain't no tung can tell

Twist another ashbone, make it phat and loose

Apply the isopropyl and play that ol' gray goose

All along the fences, all along the lines

Yer gumption's fading and the honeysuckle's dyin'

Honeysuckle's dyin' and the birds all cry