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Funny Feelin'

by Lonnie Walker

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I got a funny feeling that my arm is going numb, feeling funny like my time is gonna come
All the cells inside my body hurt, the sickness superseded
I’m shitting on the toilet screaming EASY EASY EASY EASY
Belly Pain, Migraine, Pepper Jelly in my veins
Cold Sores, Loud Snores, Could I be anymore
So, while moving I’m loosening holding visions in my breath
A stillness settling inside the seams of my breast
Eyeballs a-wigglin’, seein’ double vision’n
Oodles of pharmaceuticals and new prescription’n
Temperature taking temperamental because I’m aching
Wraps to Band-aids, Stand to Collapse
30 to 35 to 40 minute naps
I’m keeping it together the best I can
I’m keeping it together the best I can
I’m keeping it together like a tourniquet peddler that’s indebted
To say it’s all in God’s hands
My brain chemicals are not what they used to be
See things are changing despite the direction I seek
Funny feeling’ that my feets are asleep
Funny feeling’ that I’ve ventured too deep
I got a
Funny Feelin’
Feelin’ Funny
Funny Feelin’ that my bones will collapse
Fully feeling that I’m under attack
Fully feeling Fucked
Frequently crawling on cool floors
Recently talking with candor
Hold me I’m bawling now watch the snot pour
2, 3, 4, 1, 2, 3, 4,
P. R. O. B. L. E. M. S.
Emergency, Medical, Services
I’m shaking in sheets at night, screaming at beams of the morning light
There’s no use in trying
Even when surrounded by your friends and family whispering condolences you die alone
Even when you know it’s coming well then that almost makes it worse because then you know you’ll die
So know you die alone
Davy Crockett was a good friend of mine but when he died he whispered that he felt alone
Defeated by Santa Anna at the Alamo I rode behind enemy lines and walked home
I met a tall man named Paul Bunyan on my walk and he tailed me all the way to Fort Jones
But he cursed me as he left the arm wrestling tournament because I beat him after I got him stoned
I kissed babe the blue, “hold on to you! Don’t let that giant define your roll!”
Then I spit at the sky, God upon high! Why did you bring me just to leave me all alone!?
If you wanna go to heaven you better be a believer
or play paper, rock, scissors with Saint Peter
I don’t know how I got so lucky
I don’t know how I caught the monkey
If you wanna go to heaven you better be a believer
or play paper, rock, scissors with Saint Peter

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released June 30, 2023
released June 30, 2023
(Lonnie Walker)
Brian Corum: Guitar, Lead vocals
Eric Hill: Lead guitar
Raymond Finn: Drums
Mic Robinson: Bass

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