There’s a little bit
of Al Bundy
in all of us;
there’s the shattered dreams
and emotional impotence;
there’s the beating down
from society
that we face;
glory days in high school
and the ultimate letdown
of the ensuing years--
they follow along
in steady stream
we want one thing
we get something else
there’s not enough money
we’re always
a nickel short of a dollar
and we go on
through the motions
the girl that says no
or the promotion not gained
and the cracked up cars
and the cracked up dreams
all the things that
we can not control
inflation, underemployment;
unfinished products,
bad food and hangovers
we all fail once or twice
or thrice
and that’s a pain in the ass;
a fractured hope
slips away from us
the cast is taken off
the broken bones
and the diffused wifty days
all rush along
we face the defeat
with a bitter laugh
and an accepting sigh
It’s just a real life thing
we have to face
we ain’t gonna
get everything we want
or even anywhere close
we just take
whatever we can get
and learn to accept it
for all that it’s worth
nice translation of the character to real life struggles
Hey Peg... where's my beer the football game is on
haha!
a man's home is his coffin
a man's home is his coffin
We Live Vicariously
To avoid reality - and when the eviction notice arrives we radicalize not to destroy we just want our mtv back to fantasize reality more profoundly.
In usa, giving up is fun and easy. :D
At one time I based my life
At one time I based my life on Al Bundy's teachings.