Play if you want to
don’t if you don’t
I am the man at the print shop
supplying the paper
your dental plan is printed on
I am the mother father brother sister
of that kid on the milk carton

Sweat, sweat; tons of the stuff
there’s a hole that’s waiting
and it’s jet black
this is not a nice guy’s game
and that I tell myself
to fuel a sun for each new day