8 November 2013
Most songs have new meaning,
RA caused this twisted thinking.
‘Wipe out’ was a great drum song,
Now it’s when I’ve showered too long.
‘Wild Thing’ is my uncombed hair,
‘Just My Imagination’ the high heels I wear.
‘I Wanna Hold Your Hand’ the Beatles sang,
The thought now makes me cringe with pain.
I don’t need ice on the road
To pray like Carrie Underwood,
All I need is one bad day
To pray Jesus takes my wheel away.
For every song that I once knew,
It’s meaning out the window flew.
Since RA came inside my brain,
Nothing else will stay the same.