When will chaos leave my life
Is it when I dump my wife
Is she the cause of all my strife
Maybe she isn’t really my type
Would that end chaos in my life?
Maybe it’s the boss
That really should be tossed
He’s makes me want to get sauced
Can chaos end when a job is lost?
How about these mounting bills
Staring back from their high hill
That makes me want to shrill
Chaos can follow I know the drill.
It could be chaos is just the way
Of how life is experienced in the
Specks of peace followed by the haze
Of working to survive each day
In a world kings and dukes throw away
Peace for war without our say.
It’s getting late I gotta go
Kiss my wife at the front door
Tell my boss hello once more
Pay the bills just like before
No time left to feel anymore.
