I come down the road,
Hauling a leg and carrying my load,
An itinerant in search of my home...
Covered in sludge: my persona...
Who am I?
Wake me from my slumber...
Peety Pity Silly Bum!
I sing this song and i need a rum...
Who am I?
Wake me from my slumber!
Watch me climb up hill,
A lull loathe dark?
little Malcom Little?
No?
The old?
Equate my X and bring me home...
I hold two worlds;
The future and the past!
Does it make me the present?; the Isthmus of Darien?
Who am I?
Wake me from my slumber!
Peety Pity Silly Bum!
I sing this song and i need a rum...
I'm in a world i can't call my own...
Who am I?
Wake me from my slumber!
I stand in mid road alone,
Like a lone tree in a savanna zone...
If i can't find me, in these words I'll paint my own...
Be immortal without the devil's song...
Like Dorian Gray,
But my art lives forever young,
While the spirit drums to a heavenly home.
Who am I?
I'm awake from my slumber...
Peety Pretty Willy Man...
I sing this song and i need a rum!
Alas I've created a world of my own...
Who am I?
I'm awake from my slumber!
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