Abandoned, used, abused or in distress?
Here's my number and address:
let me save you from this mess.
Dumbfounded by the mass of tragedy -
the relentless misery...
...but who's looking out for me?
At one time, phones were ringing off the hook;
periled people thought I wrote the book
on amateur therapy...
That's not me.
A local samaritan...
Charlatan...
Bespectacled oracle...
...knows bollock-all!
...open all hours!
Worldly wisdom not forthcoming;
qualified for next to nothing...
Worldly wisdom not forthcoming;
qualified for next to nothing...
Worldly wisdom not forthcoming;
qualified for next to nothing...
Worldly wisdom not forthcoming;
qualified for next to nothing.
Helpless to the point of a new problem;
I want to be part of the solution!
And just when the horizon slightly clears,
more calamity appears!
Now my shoulder's rotten through with tears.
Please don't take me for granted;
I'm only human and I also have feelings.
If I get saturated, I may lose my absorbent quality.
Please don't take me for granted;
I'm only human and I also have feelings.
Satisfied with sagely bluffing;
qualified for next to nothing...
So if you harbour fear or deep regret
or a trauma that you can't forget,
I'm a useless pair of ears and yet
I remain your devoted worry-sponge,
always there to take the plunge...
...when it all goes tits-up,
who's the one who sits up and listens...
...sits up and listens...
...sits up and listens to you?
In 2019, I was in Salisbury and attended the Alphabet Business Convention without knowing any artist. Lost Crowns was my favourite band that played there. Pablo P.