Turtle's Head

If i had no friends i'd have no one to ridicule

So goes the tale of the resident fool

If i clear my space i could clear it to be with you

Backhanded claims of a resolute

If i call an end to the trouble i'm sinking in

Maybe a sign for a crime or sin



I'll love my girl when she comes home

I'll love my boys when they get home

With friends like that who needs enemies



If i make no sense i'll be nearer to fitting in

Spreading the wisdom by accident

If i call you out that'll bring it all to an end

Token resolve of a dissident

When you pull me in that'll settle the residue

Maybe a sign for a crime or a sin



I'll love my girl when she comes home

I'll love my boys when they get home

With friends like that who needs enemies


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