Buyer Beware!

He was hangin round the tool shed, both hands at his side,
Taking pictures with his fingers, gathering supplies.
Here's the water. Here's a pitcher. Now go and fetch the rye.
Here's the bread, son, and a dead one with white in his eyes.

You better be wise if you're flashing a grin.
Oh, you better think twice if you're selling to him.
Rise above your Father if you start to squander your sins.
Gemini will fall behind if you're trying to win.

He was standin top the tool shed, both hands in the air,
Reading scriptures with his fingers, as he declared,
"I'm a stunt man, and a blunt man, so listen if you dare.
I only hunt men on the front, men, so buyer beware!"

You better be wise if he's flashing a grin.
Oh, you better think twice if you're buying from him.
Rise above your Father if you start to squander your sins.
Gemini will fall behind if you're trying to win.

Mother is calling supper soon,
But you're playing in the field.
It got dark at ten past noon.
The nighttime has revealed
That shadows are only predecessors
Waiting for your head
To drift into unconsciousness
While lifeless in your bed.
Now who can save you?

You better be wise if you're flashing a grin.
Oh, you better think twice if you're selling to him.
Rise above your Father if you start to squander your sins.
Gemini will fall behind, and even if you're pleading blind
Your lights will dim.

- afm