Anthrax Party

swimming with sharks, in the arms of a prince, while holding a baby
i fill my mind with the wildest thoughts sometimes.
im tired of thinking about bars and legal terms.
i have been through it all
i have been called every lousy word you could imagine
i play my best when im angry.
shackled and discheveled in an orange jump suit.

even the prosecuter choked up when he read my long list of crimes
how quickly i could have recovered from my childhood.
i chose not to.
i remember rubbing the stomachs of all the proud mothers-to-be.
everyone loved me.
their votes kept me alive.
no one wanted to believe it.
such a bizzar and shocking crime.
I woulnt wish this on anybody, but if it happened i cant say i would care

I tried everything.
college.
the job-to-job-lifestlye
cocain
religion.
but you cannot hide a monster of my size.

Nearly five years ago there was an anthrax scare all across america
I had nothing to do with it, but sometimes I understand why people do stuff like that.
around the same time of the antrax epidemic, i spent 28 days in the hospital for what i told people was a "accident on the job"
they will never know.
they will never know.
I wish i was healthy for that Anthrax party.