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Randy


Randy brings a symbol when a gun would do the job
He’s always checkin’ numbers while his family’s being robbed
Randy comes from south of where the people are alive
Randy walks into the mall with oxen and a scythe

Randy holds degrees from several online schools of thought
He’s never been legitimate though he once gave it a shot
Randy holds the keys to open nothingness for good
Randy knows that everything is made of softwood 

Randy isn’t sorry, he won’t rehabilitate
He won’t admit there’s innocence or guilt or heaven’s gate
Randy is above, so far that he is underneath
Randy makes a living off of recycled belief

Randy has a dog but it doesn’t have a name
He doesn’t have to call it, it just comes when he’s ashamed
Randy poured himself into a life that couldn’t hold
Randy split the sides and then got busy getting old
 
Randy was uncomfortable but then he thought it out
He was once perfected but he found an escape route
Randy rides a horse so big it cannot be denied
Randy has a truthful lie branded on his side

Randy was a smoker ‘till he gave it up again
He could not commit, even to that kind of thing
Randy doesn’t know it but he soon will be replaced
Randy’s gonna find out what it’s like to be erased

CHORUS

Randy’s never troubled when he’s cancelled and denied
Randy holds his head up underwater, chained and tied
Randy has a secret that can burn without a flame
Nothing is the thing that can with certainty be claimed.

Randy went to Jupiter to speculate a deal
He ended up on Saturn, stranded, wishing he could feel
Randy sat down every time he thought of getting up
Randy can predict the day when beauty will erupt

Randy lost his license to have righteous points of view
He could not be contained or changed or even be renewed
Randy holds a card that says what cannot be defined
Randy is right here but is impossible to find 

Randy posed a question once but then he took it back
He didn’t think it made much sense to give out that much slack
Randy doesn’t mind if no one ever hears his name
Randy is immune to any transitory fame

Randy gets attention from the way he doesn’t speak
He’s run out of cork to plug the holes that want to leak
Randy holds the cards that hide the secret to despair
Randy is so happy when he gets to visit there 

Randy wasn’t born and so he will never die
He is just a thought that seeks to go to you from I
Randy’s not offended. Randy isn’t real
Randy can’t be screwed by some rotten, random deal

Randy runs an orphanage just north of where he’s from
He gave it up ten times but still he could not get it done
Randy isn’t proud to say that he’s a slave to love
Randy gives what he can give but that is not enough 

Randy has the collar of an ordinary man
He is an aristocrat who lives on bread and jam
Randy stops at nothing because that is where he ends
Randy gave up living but keeps getting born again

Randy wrestles alligators, snakes and bears for fun
He does volunteer work and he regularly runs
Randy never tells us just what he has on his mind
Randy’s under pressure to give us some sort of sign

CHORUS

Randy’s never troubled when he’s cancelled and denied
Randy holds his head up underwater, chained and tied
Randy has a secret that can burn without a flame
Nothing is the thing that can with certainty be claimed.

Randy is inscrutable and often isn’t fair
He has pre-paid tickets so he doesn’t have to care
Randy is impossible to ever understand
Randy built a house with rocks that formerly were sand

Randy told a joke that caused the world to go insane
He rolled out infinity then rolled it up again
Randy’s been subpoenaed for some petty form of crime
Randy’s never happy but he’s having a good time

CHORUS

Randy’s never troubled when he’s cancelled and denied
Randy holds his head up underwater, chained and tied
Randy has a secret that can burn without a flame
Nothing is the thing that can with certainty be claimed.

Peter White © 2007, All Rights Reserved.