Just a song today, so dust off your Moog Synthesizer and sing along with this golden oldie, Emerson, Lake & Palmer’s “Lucky Man”…
He made poor choices
Found nurses by the score
All dressed in hazmats
And waiting by the door
Ooooh, what a foolish man he was
Ooooh, what a tannin’ fan he was
White coated residents
They stood by his bed
An old lumpy mattress
On which meds were fed
Ooooh, what a foolish man he was
Ooooh, what a tannin’ fan he was
He came to fight wars
For this cancer can’t be king
Started bloggin’ ‘bout his story
So people would sing
Ooooh, what a foolish man he was
Ooooh, what a tannin’ fan he was
This bullet had found him
His skin looked like old hide
Some sunscreen could save him
But he laid out and he fried
Ooooh, what a foolish man he was
Ooooh, what a tannin’ fan he was
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