I’m The Least You Could Do

It always sucks
refolding the kind of map needed
when i get stuck
where the sun don’t shine the fact is
if i just shut up
my rubber stamp could flag you as dumb

It ain’t your mind
you’re givin’ me a piece of
As it don’t take Einstein
to know that’s just obscene but
It’s been buck rogers’ time
since i hit other than rock bottom

Even the odds
of having you against me
With your crotchless jihad
on blue balls evidently
Are all mighty good god
so angel dust my soul like James Brown

Street legal whore
hauling so much stunning ass
Sell yourself short
like Bridget at the bunny ranch
Do it all fours
the satisfaction of getting fouled

I’m the least you could do
If only life were as easy as you

I’m the least you could do
If only life were as easy as you

I would still get screwed

I don’t care if
getting under someone that’s
Beneath you fits
the m.o. of conundrum as
You reckoned this
was just a fancy word for rubbers

I aim to get
a bang out of working your
Weak spot that sets
the bar so low just nerve can score
With no respect
since oddly danger feels like pay dirt

I’m the least you could do
If only life were as easy as you

I’m the least you could do, oh yeah
If only life were as easy as you

I’m the least you could do
If only life were as easy as you

If only

When my fumbling breaks you should
I thank your dad for the damaged goods

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