I just might have posted this before, I guess I can't remember
it's got music to it and eveything - it's so old I don't know if i want to go back and fix it up.
Maybe on a rainy day, as an excercise.
If anyone can get with the idea of it and suggest any changes it might stoke my imagination and I might get around to finishing it. I think I should just put in a final effort to make something of it, even if it means changing it essentially.
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down the straight and narrow
So Malcolm has been flirting,
like a player with next to no faith
he gets wet when it is raining,
wi' no protection in a tight space
keeping tags on what's been borrowed,
will only add to your heavy heart of sorrow
tread lightly now, as you go down,
down the straight and narrow
Watch the drama from your window,
from the frames n' dusty shades
hold your verdict 'cause you'll never know,
all we've got are faces and names
he'll compromise his good conscience,
skin so thick, slick n' tough, like leather
it's getting ever so much harder since
he's been old enough to know better
the way he came is the way he'll surely go
Off the cuff don't sweat the smaller stuff,
between passion and common sense
you will know when he's had enough,
Malcolm lights up in self defense
fascinates skin-tone to marrow,
quicksilver-fast-talk cheap impossible to follow
do listen though, it's a beautiful sound
and mighty like the sparrow
the way he came is the way he's sure to go
down the straight and narrow
You wouldn't last a minute, not in my world, baby
you might take some pride from that
you've been in it an' getting nowhere lately
there's a bee-hive under your hat
it's never easy to leave the hometown,
n'them wanton brothers of questionable virtue
the one thing you now know is how
sweetness will surely hurt you
tread lightly now, as you go down
down the straight and narrow
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