Rucker's Fool from This Stop by The Unholy Racket

RUCKER'S FOOL

Sometimes I feel so frustrated,
Too often your eyes show me just the same.
It’s then I feel the need to be emancipated,
from all of these foolish games.

When I find myself discombobulated
You can lay so close still I’m out of reach.
I know I can make you feel so alienated,
With all of these foolish games,

I know your not up with
what’s going down, around here.
When I’m top’n up on Rucker’s Hill
Rolling down with a belly full of beer.

When I come home to you,
so inebriated.
The sadness that fills your eyes,
I fail to understand.
Until I rise on the ‘morrow,
& re-evaluate it.
& see you tire of all these foolish games.
Foolish games,
Foolish games.

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