WAKE AND BAKER By Tom Jensen
I said here comes
some money, honey...
If that's what you need
And while we're at it...
since I'm an addict
Can I send you some weed?
I'm a wake and baker
Hot, fresh from the oven
Oh...at least you know
The love is coming
Helps me to see the show
And know my
light bulb still glows
Oh it eases my mind
During these troubled times
Helps by putting me to sleep
So I can mend broken fences
And build up my best defenses
For dealing with
mental defectives
My world is being neglected
Being beaten every second
We're hearing mad voices
And choosing wrong selections
We're making bad choices
While given wrong directions
Oh...you know...
The love is coming
And I know we're both scared
But we'll get there
If we can
Keep from running
If we can
summon the courage
To free ourselves from fear
I said here comes
some money, honey...
If that's what you need
And while we're at it...
since I'm an addict
Can I send you some weed?
I'm a wake and baker
Hot, fresh from the oven
Oh...at least you know
The love is coming