Featured on:
Mitchell Effect
pot heads shuffle through a maze of padded cubes
soulless light is flooding through electric tubes
people suffer in a lazy shade of gray
having gotten all of that for which they prayed
take it back, i gotta take it back
take it back home
i don’t want it any other way
i don’t like it any other way
some have learned to laugh and laugh at all the pain
some may never notice then get fooled again
somewhere sometime a good idea gets lost
while useless motherfuckers are appointed “boss”
take it back, i gotta take it back
take it back home
i don’t want it any other way
i don’t like it any other way
empty shouting
floats across the room
stupid decisions
mark some future doom
would be lovers
shun magnetic glances
dying hearts
that beat for songless dances
©2015 Rod West
About
They called a special meeting at my office one day to announce the addition of card entry into my building. Apparently, a fellow had quit and checked himself into a mental facility, claiming that– rather than coming to the office to “harm” us– he was seeking treatment. Yikes! As I sometimes do, I took the “Sympathy for the Devil” point of view. There is an old cruddy metal version of this song, but it seemed fun to disco-ize it.
Rodzroom 
Leave a Reply