Kentucky McDonald’s

I lay on a white hot bench

Glowing arches overhead

In the lap of a paint-chipped clown

Fingers tapping his red-hot shoe

Torturing medley procession of radios

March through the drive-thru

And each melody I hear

A violent reminder of you

Oh, each melody I hear

A violent reminder...

Precious moments alone

I’d give them away

I’d burn at the stake

To feel you near

I’d lay on a white hot bench

Glowing arches overhead

In the lap of a paint-chipped clown

Fingers tapping his red-hot shoe

Over it, a titanic end, a fiery wreck, something magnificent

(I’m learning a lesson

I’m humbled for pleasure

Choked on my heartbeat

I’m grateful for nothing)

Over it, nothing to bend, pablum extant to something significant

(I’m learning a lesson

I’m humbled for pleasure

Choked on my heartbeat

I’m grateful for nothing)

I stared at the glow until I saw

I’m mediocre and there’s nothing worse

I stared at the glow until I saw

I’m mediocre and there’s nothing worse