Loyalty Bldg.

Slow to marry, swift to die We leave disasters where they lie I know these lines look crooked on paper But I swear I got it straight in my head And if you抮e looking for somebody to blame, I recommend the dead (I recommend the dead 慶ause they never answer back). Skinny dipping in the lake I got the itch, I drank the wake Would somebody please hand me a towel? And now we抮e up on molehill mountain Scraping coins out of the fountain with the retinue of dirty old young, young men (again). But when I get back from Nashville i抦 renting a room in the loyalty building I抦 sure that the prospects are sound in the event of calamitous circumstance Or great good fortune. Yhere must be a reason, there must be a Plan. A palace in receivership A jester with a busted lip A catalog of crooked answers... We抳e all heard about the rapist nun. She pulled a switch on everyone. The altar boys aren抰 having fun And the papacy is drawing up the papers (behind closed doors). But in the me-heanwhile... I抦 renting a room in the loyalty building I抦 sure that the prospects are sound in the event of calamitous circumstance or great good fortune there must be a reason there must be a plan.