Third Shoe

Born born born into a world I don't understand
What is my reason? What is my purpose? What is my plan
And how do I extricate from this predicament
There is no telling, no predicting, if I will fall or if I will stand
Cause I've been knocked to the pavement more than once or twice
And upon my head there've been multiple lightning strikes
So you'll forgive me if I live my life with just a little trepidation
I've used every tool in my kit to ameliorate my situation

I knew there would be tribulation in my life
That there'd be trials and temptations most of the time
And I knew when one shoe dropped there would surely be another
And I knew I would lose my father and my mother
But I did not know that with shoes you cannot stop them
That there'd be a third and a fourth and a fifth, ad infinitum
So now I must retool myself, science over superstition
To be honest, I am fucked up beyond all recognition

When you're at the very bottom the only way is up
That by the way is the meaning of the bittersweet cup
And here at the bottom there's a strange peace and quiet
I like it down here, I can't deny it
Cause I'm a million miles away from the motherfuckers
Who thinks it's just fine and OK to fuck their daughters
I'd like to grab them by the testicles and squeeze until they squeal
And as I shove a pole in their ass I'll ask them how does it feel

Vengeance is mine, saith the Lord, and I'm OK with that
Motherfuckers will reap way worse than if I beat them with my baseball bat
And it's not for them anyway that I would leave this peaceful home
It's for their daughters and their sons and those who have been beaten down to the bone
So General MacArthur is you're listening here at the bottom of the sea
I shall return, that's a certainty
But for now I gotta go back to the surface and do whatever I can
To help the children and the old folks, that's my purpose, that is my plan