Damn It, Rose

(don henley/stan lynch)



Maybe just a good night's sleep

Would have changed your troubled mind

From that rather permanent decision

So tragic, so unkind

Now, pain is what you've given

And sleep is what you'll get

So far away from that sweet baby child

Who hardly knew you yet



Now he'll grow up to be a fighter

Full of anger, full of shame

Like all the other haunted children

Who wonder why they came

And he'll be in and out of trouble

Until he stands up or he falls

But there will always be a shadow there

No matter how it goes

Damn it, rose



Is this another cryptic message

Or some kind of cosmic quiz

If there's a lesson to be learned from this

Well, i don't know what it is



You could have given us the finger

Much more constructively than that

Now i sit here with the mtv

And your bloated, burmese cat

We're being treated to the wisdom

Of some puffed up little fart

Doing exactly what i used to do