Broke down desperation
No Coincidence, it's the n'd of the line
You should be warned
Carnival Rides
emblazoned with danger signs
Abundance of sun, no protection shield
a delirium it will, inevitably yield
Numb the effect, with cotton candy
be sure to have, a hammer handy
Broken boardwalk planks
imagine that shit, if you were tanked ?
Career Kareoke is "Bob's" way to go
singing barry white high flyin' solo
sellin' water beer soda, for a buck or five
Fishin' for luck on the underside
just tryin' to stay alive.
A familiar face, from a while ago
freaks me out enough to scream
"Let's Go"
This old photograph, explains a lot
this was the place then, now it is not
1940 -something, in a heat wave
Looks like what we'd call today, an ecstacy rave.
thousands of people, stoic smiles
all you can see, for miles and miles
no nickel wasted, blue collar labors
totally digging, each others neighbors
What are you holding onto?
Your Gramma's Ferris?
She Let go
she now beggs, dare care us?
This place no longer
has it's vibe.
Let it go.
Let the memory thrive.
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