Sorry

Another paean to mediocrity. Again, any resemblance to persons living or nearly dead is coincidental…

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In a pair of silk pajamas
Clutching a Monte Blanc pen
I leave my last will and testament
Dictated from my dying bed

It’s time for me to come clean
It’s time to make amends
Even though you hardly noticed
I was falling off the end

But I’m sorry I let you down
Sorry I let you down
And even though
I never sank so low
For word to get around
I’m sorry
Sorry I let you down

I showed up at the Château Marmount
But they stopped me at the door
I showed them my press clippings
But they seemed to need a little more

I showed up Sunday drunk
But the pastor never had a clue
Still, I begged for his forgiveness
He said “Son, what ‘d you ever do?”

I’m sorry I let you down
Sorry I let you down
And even though
I never sank so low
For word to get around
I’m sorry
Sorry I let you down

I think I may have a story here to tell
But I’m just not sure if it would sell

I failed to bust into this world
Then I failed to get tossed back out
So lukewarm that Christ himself
Would spit me out his mouth

So I’m sorry I let you down
Sorry I let you down
And even though
I never sank so low
For word to get around
I’m sorry
Sorry I let you down




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b. cieslak
8/21/08