lazy

lazy

A Poem by Zombie Dutcher

(wicked jesus)
today is just that kind of day
when i don't wanna get up or talk to anyone
i mean what the hell can i say
i wanna drink my faygo and hear from no one
to lazy to go online and look up s**t
to lazy to get a lighter and maybe take a hit
i wanna sit around with nobody here
just chill and relax with maybe a beer
not antisocial, just f*****g crazy
its just that kind of day when i'm feelin lazy
(zombie)
everyone has got em, them f****n  days
when you wake up and lie there and feel in a daze
you just wanna lay in your bed all day long
your not even wanting to listen to this song
so you just lay there and mope around
not doing s**t and not making a sound
you know doin nothin aint payin any bills
but f**k man, somedays you gotta go without any thrills
so that is today when we aint doin s**t
so lazy and crazy this song just fits
(chorus)
lazy day, i can feel you on a hazy day
lazy day, i can take you on a monday
everybody needs their lazy day
or the whole world would just go crazy

(z)
you know what were talking bout when we say
yo mother f****r im feelin a lazy day
no body is gonna cut us some slack
so i guess in a few were gonna have to get back
return to every day life and get a jobby
maybe after work go do a little hobby
but that's only if life deems it fit
and if it don't , well, just f**k it
(w.j)
if today werent a lazy day i'd kick zombie's a*s
maybe tomorrow i'll rub his face in the grass
or if i get the energy i'll throw him through some glass
but that's all on a normal f*****g energetic day
but just like yo' zombie said, today is a lazy day
so i'll leave that s**t to the faries and fae
but today aint that kind of business.
maybe i'll do that s**t on christmas
but that only comes once a year
shhh don't let the zombie hear

(chorus)

W.j
how we got this far is really a surprise
we don't even know if this will make it to enterprise
and so leave with you a little goodbye
grab your girl and better learn how to hog-tie
ZB
we had fun while we could
and if your in our neighborhood
hit us up, bring some faygo
and we can chill and let go,
but until then sayonarra and peace
and one more thing? f**k you wicked jesus

© 2012 Zombie Dutcher


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Added on October 30, 2012
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Zombie Dutcher
Zombie Dutcher

Boise, ID



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I'm a pretty laid back guy whose been writing since people told me to stop talking so much and put it on paper. I enjoy sci-fy and demonic type writings. I write songs and wraps along with a 4 book se.. more..

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A Poem by Zombie Dutcher