Spy Diddley

For weeks it's been frustration

Resentful aggravation

So sad to say

That it all seems just like a nightmare

But maybe today I'm spared

The constant gnawing that we're stuck in this grind

Why don't we say fuck it all til tomorrow

And we can chase all the bad luck away

Why give it back?

If tonight's only borrowed it's alright

Could it be desperation took a holiday?

Or is it laughing in our face?

If that's so I'm on the take

And they can burn me at the stake come Monday morning

But at least I'll get a taste

Could it be desperation took a holiday?

Or will it be back to torture all of us on Monday?

If that's the case to play it safe tonight's a waste of time

Tonight might be the only thing we have