The Ballad Of Moose Bruce

He's over the woods and through the trees.

He catches the crooks & kills the thieves & afterwards he laughs.

He cracked the plot of the evil man.

At the sight of his face the henchmen ran

& afterwards he laughed.

& Oh what a silly world it is...

With no superheroes born to it.

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He's off the hook & fancy free.

He can't see the forest for the trees.

At life's allure, he laughs.

But soon, he sees the hill.

Retreat, retreat, retreat until he passes past the past.

& Oh what a silly world it is...

To be so miserable over something inane as this.

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He's out for good & off the pills.

He can't pay rent, but better still he'd rather have a laugh.

But soon he sees the hole.

Defeat, defeat, defeat.

Your role was not to be the man.

& Oh what a silly world it is...

But still, & against his will he is born to it.

& all he'll ever know

the roses and rainbows

& never knowing what he had.

another night another time...

& oh, you'll never know the way the old men go.

To see it all so uniform, to be wise beyond your years.

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So smell the rose, you'll see it grow.

Make love to those be friend or foe.

Get up & go, the rooster crows.

& touch your toes - just like so.

Your life's a boat - you have to row

Collect and stow the things that glow

& write these things down all in prose.

Tomorrow's never there until you are.

So a silly world it is...

But still every single day how we are born to it.

So what a silly world it is...

But still every day you should know you aren't bored of it.