Gizzy's on guard tonight -
No laughter took the tears to task
Worn pocket holds an empty flask
& I am under pheasant glass
alone .. with my mistakes.
I ate Italian ices
til my tongue
turned jelly bean
and shuffled all my vices
til there was no in-between
but it's alright cuz
Gizzy's on guard tonight
There is trouble in the henhouse
the Cock-a-doodle doo'ed
a churchmouse
but I am not alarmed
the sermon will go on.
There's something heavy on my neck
a Raven with a tourniquet
but I will not be harmed
this vermin will squirm on
but it's alright cuz
Gizzy's on guard tonight.
Gizzy's on guard ..............
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