Crazy Thoughts

Then he yelled to tell me he’d give me food to eat
Since the whole point of that was so he could compete
I could’ve been angry about how I’d been deceived
Or about all the extra effort, but mostly I felt relieved

But the relief didn’t last through the whole train ride
If I said I wasn’t nervous then, then I would have lied
I was afraid Satan would see the same things I saw
In you-know-who and was doing things that would break the law
If the laws down below were the same as those above
But maybe she could fight him off with the power of love
But thinking such a cliché could work there’s as hard to believe
As the idea that certain long-time failure could achieve
Two terms in the highest office in the land –
Something in which Satan most likely had a hand
And now that devil was probably doing the same thing to my girl
As Dubya had done to practically the entire world
So I decided that I would kill Satan
For what he was doing in my runaway imagination
Which appeared to be figuratively doing more
Drugs than I had heard of, so I ignored
What my mind had to say and then I ate my meal
Then went to sleep hoping this would all not be real
But when I awoke, I heard someone tell
Me that we were at the center of Hell