Break a Leg

 

this world has ruined me
i used to be cool
then the robots came
and took all my jewels
they programmed me
to believe in shit
i never cared for
it was everywhere
they even took over
the music charts
think back to the good ol’ days
kids were kids, men were men
real men who could wrestle
we wrestled out on the lawn
now the kids are on tiktok
thinking about cutting their dicks off
and the robot doctors wait happily
to mutilate our children
grew up rich
but never had any dough
i remember flipping through
catalogues dreaming of all the
cool shit i will buy
when i’m famous
years came and went
i assumed they always would
one time i was in new orleans on halloween
dressed up as a cowboy with eyeliner
a beautiful girl from puerto rico
did my make up at the hostel
later we fucked drunk
in the laundry room
after her boyfriend fell asleep
i still remember the way
her pussy felt
as it clutched ferociously
around my young throbbing cock
sucking out my jedi forces
like darth vader on acid
i would travel around
wearing different outfits
played my songs and sold cds
did what i had to for a dollar
went to the casinos in vegas
did the odd job here and there
used fake names and pretended
i played lead guitar for big bands
got free drinks and talked myself
into doctors parties and tequila sunrises
back then they still had
record shops and grateful dead bars
in colorados and i wish
i could still remember their names
all the people i drank with
and made mistakes with
before the robots took over
now we all sit at home
in our gaming chairs
stare at these screens
we try to calculate our love lives
to the last penny and if
anything is amiss we drop it all
we get divorces and boohoo our guts dry
on monday afternoons
no matter how good it gets
the stalker in us
refuses to die
and this is something
the robots will probably
never need to know.