it’s all right

a roach got caught in the kitchen
old transmission died
tax man well he’s taking us
takin’ us for a ride
half of my face ain’t workin’
it won’t move on one side
gravity pulling me pulling me
deep down
deep down and wide

will we get any sleep tonight?
I don’t know
bouncing checks and another fight
I don’t think so
all things grow toward the light
this I know
through this wall on the other side
it’s all right

plump drops fall from the ceiling
dripping down on our bed
curling up on the bathroom floor
knees wrapped round my head
call off the show
repack the bag
drink scotch whiskey down
time to find a new religion
maybe a new resolve
no frowning

will we get any sleep tonight?
I don’t know
bouncing checks and another fight
I don’t think so
all things grow toward the light
this I know
through this wall on the other side
it’s all right