Book of Bad Decisions

Squinting from blinding rays of the Sun, deep in the heart of July There to perform for children of corn, whose crops stood well Twelve foot high Three knaves remained to the end of the day, we refused their vile entreats Standing our ground, we played for the ears between the harvester's teeth Great Plains, hardcore scenes May not be the biggest but, lord, they're mean And though my mind has been shot to hell The details of that night I remember well Gravel and locust, they swore to rope us We did our best to steer straight Trailer and hitch, straight into the ditch Praying to Jesus and the holy saints Despite the violence, sometimes I look back A nostalgia begins to take hold Wisdom of sorts is found in due course In the rows of silver and gold Great Plains, hardcore scenes May not be the biggest but, lord, they're mean And though my mind has been shot to hell The details of that night I remember well Gimme the keys, they can keep the guarantee Gimme the keys, and get the hell out of dodge Hey man, we don't got your, we don't got your SM-57 Look dude, why don't you try some old-fashioned PMA? Through bloody butchers, we ran for hours Then hours grew into years Stalked by the fury of John Brown's eyes And still the storm hasn't cleared Despite the mileage, sometimes I look back A nostalgia begins to take hold Wisdom of sorts is found, of course, in rows of silver and gold Great Plains, hardcore scenes May not be the biggest but, lord, they're mean And though my mind has been shot to hell The details of that night I remember well Gimme the keys, they can keep the guarantee Gimme the keys, and get the hell out of dodge

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

The Flyers beat the Reds fair and square While up the coast some fled the devil’s lair An heiress was into her irons thrown While the family feuds exploded in our homes Moon collapsed in The Garden Vikings looted the plains Spirit of '76 We were such a tender age The Mohican swore he would get organized To clean the war forever from his mind A farmer came with peanuts in his hand Then wept a bit while waltzing to the band Moon collapsed in the garden Vikings looted the plains Spirit of '76 We were such a tender age Uh Moon collapsed in the garden Vikings looted the plains Spirit of '76 We were such a tender age Moon collapsed in the garden Vikings looted the plains Spirit of '76 We were such a tender age

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

One road lead to the east Another to the west In a fit of desperation In the dark I sought redress As the clouds began to gather Oh, I wailed like a newborn babe, newborn babe And opened the book Of bad decisions I have made, I have made I walked into the station All covered in blood The watchman came out "You can't be here, son" So I threw down my suitcase Oh, I wailed like a newborn babe, newborn babe And wrote another chapter Of bad decisions I have made, I have made I saw Ma Bell Looking lonesome in her time I picked up her receiver And dropped a dime When I heard you answer Oh, I wailed like a newborn babe, newborn babe And read the dedication From the book of bad decisions I have made, I have made

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

Are you cool? Well, I'm cool Is everybody cool? Well, let's get hot Grass roots All across this great nation And I am truly humbled And gratefully accept the nomination I'm gonna be president Of the United States First Tuesday in November Mark it down, and save the date Live music in the White House Strictly B.Y.O.B The public wanna get down It is our collective destiny I'm gonna kiss all the babies Maybe kiss their mamas too I don't need the secret service I know how to work a room I'm gonna be president Of the United States I was born to be president Of these United States On the day I was born All the nurses and doctors "Take that boy out of his crib And put him in the Executive Office" First thing that I'm gonna do is disclose all those U.F.O.s Put Jimi Hendrix on the 20 dollar bill And Bill Hicks on a five note Hot damn, the democratic process What a time to be alive Oh, I'm ready to give the people what they want And what they want is straight talk and no jive We have exit polls coming in Rhode Island and American Samoa We have more results coming in From Puerto Rico and both Dakotas Breaking news, happening right now I believe we're ready to call it Do you want us to call it? (Yeah) I believe we have a winner Thank you very much I couldn't have done it I couldn't have done it without you Drinks on me Thank you very much I couldn't have done it I couldn't have done it without you Drinks on me First thing that I'm gonna do is go for a ride on a U.F.O Put Jimi Hendrix on the 20 dollar bill And Bill Hicks on a five note Hot damn, the democratic process What a time to be alive Oh, I'm ready to give the people what they want And what they want is straight talk and no jive

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

Heard you got detention three times this week Playing with the bad kids down by the creek When I was your age, oh, I did the same I'll save you some trouble, boy, and try to explain Defcon, tractor beams, weaponized funk In walks Barbarella, set to stun Defcon, tractor beams, gamma ray gun Straight out the mothership, weaponized funk Let me back up twenty years or so Before I met your mama, I was livin' on the road I met a belle from the astral planes Hopped in my 710, I was never quite the same Defcon, tractor beams, weaponized funk In walks Barbarella, set to stun Defcon, tractor beams, gamma ray gun Straight out the mothership, weaponized funk One last word to the wise While we got time to kill If the X-rays don't get ya Then the heartbreak surely will When it was over, all I had to show Big bill from Motel 6 and a broken nose From east of Needles to eternity Space truckin', son, ain't what it used to be Defcon, tractor beams, weaponized funk In walks Barbarella, set to stun Defcon, tractor beams, gamma ray gun Straight out the mothership, weaponized funk Defcon, tractor beams, weaponized funk In walks Barbarella, set to stun Defcon, tractor beams, gamma ray gun Straight out the mothership

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

I went out drinking with the reaper And man did it get loud You could count it by the liter It's kinda hard to quantify Come morning he was shakin' And he began to sob I said, "man, you got to keep it together, or you're gonna be out a job" Oh, pale rider, you need a hella talking to Why don't you leave me be, I got things to do Oh. pale rider, the missus has it out for you And if she sees you here she gonna cut you through Three days later he came knockin' And I was so surprised He wasn't offerin' a coffin He was there to socialize I'm on a vision quest And everybody's invited Ain't life just the best? It's so damn exciting Oh, pale rider, you need a hella talking to Why don't you leave me be, I got things to do Oh, pale rider, the missus has it out for you And if she sees you here she gonna cut you through Yeah Man, did it get loud Man, did it get loud Man, did it get, man, did it get loud Man, did it get, man, did it get loud Oh, pale rider, you need a hella talking to Why don't you leave me be, I got things to do Oh, pale rider, the missus has it out for you And if she sees you here she gonna cut you through

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

Weird times She radiated haute couture Fancy machinery and free literature Yet I knew something was not quite right Disregarding that, what was there not to like? Weird times Maximum, full blown Weird times Destination unknown Weird times Maximum, full blown Weird times Futurism is the loneliest job The meter got to melting, the auditor screamed Your thetan levels are far too extreme She ran the numbers, there was no mistake You don't belong here, you must be from out of state Weird times Maximum, full blown Weird times Destination unknown Weird times Maximum, full blown Weird times Futurism is the loneliest job I'm in the mood for technological innovation The likes of which humanity has never seen I'm in the mood for big time cosmic revelation The likes of which would make you think more highly of me Weird times Maximum, full blown Weird times Destination unknown Weird times Maximum, full blown Weird times Futurism is the loneliest job Weird times Maximum, full blown Weird times Destination unknown Weird times Maximum, full blown Weird times Futurism is the loneliest job

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

The farmhouse was overtaken By vine and the snake Hooked on phantom power The acres seemed to ache Pursued by floating rebels They'd take us, if they could I thought a spell of country living Would do my spirits good Emily Dickinson Won't you lay your hair down low? Staring out the windowpane There's so much more to know Emily Dickinson All buttoned down in Victoria black Let's watch the white clouds run With the cool grass on our backs The door mouse was mistaken There was no quarter there The attic and the cellar Were but jaws of a bear The hunter was the quarry All tangled in the wood I thought a spell of country living Would do my spirits good Emily Dickinson Won't you lay your hair down low? Staring out the windowpane There's so much more to know Emily Dickinson All buttoned down in Victoria black Let's watch the white clouds run With the cool grass on our backs Disembodied gentry Gathered by my door Your electrical habits Aren't welcome here anymore That day I left With a locket and glove Keepsakes lest I forget A woman by the name of Emily Dickinson Won't you lay your hair down low? Staring out the windowpane There's so much more to know Emily Dickinson All buttoned down in Victoria black Let's watch the white clouds run With the cool grass on our backs Emily Dickinson Trade your lily for a rose Run to the valley Where the wild daisy grows Emily Dickinson Won't you lay your hair down low? Staring out the windowpane There's so much more to know

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

Ferocious women and ill-tempered men We're not that picky 'cause we take 'em all in We fuss and fight and spit and cuss Look no further, you have found the right church Ecclesiastic, worldwide Enlightenment, sonic counselor Ecclesiastic, worldwide Enlightenment, sonic counselor Prosperity gospel just ain't our thing The riches we seek are fit for no king If you desire material worth The truth of the matter is you're in the wrong church Ecclesiastic, worldwide Enlightenment, sonic counselor Ecclesiastic, worldwide Enlightenment, sonic counselor Transient fundamentals All are welcome in this holy temple We greet each other in codified rhyme Scratch off the numbers to call the divine If you're in need of miraculous works We have good news, you're in the right church Ecclesiastic, worldwide Enlightenment, sonic counselor Ecclesiastic, worldwide Enlightenment, sonic counselor

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

I remember hearing Sabbath for the first time When I was thirteen years old A large field party outside Damascus In the grips of October's cold Alder birch cedar boxwood pine Who among us can deny? We love a good fire We love a good fire I made eyes with a girl whose name I can not clearly remember Then again, that was some thirty years ago And our words have been lost to the timber Alder birch cedar boxwood pine Who among us can deny? We love a good fire We love a good fire Like a babe in the woods I knew right there that I'd been had Like a lamb among the wolves I knew right there that I'd been had This rusted hatchet weighs Much too heavy in the hand And all across my countryside No longer trees do stand Sycamore, oak, and ash Nothing in this world can ever last Can ever last Now a geezer's nightmare Slowly unfolds The sound of English rain pisses on the coals Alder birch cedar boxwood pine Who among us can deny? We love a good fire We love a good fire We love a good fire Who doesn't love a good fire?

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

I hear a ruckus in the back, tall shadows on the wall Mabel, won't you wake up? We got lawyers in the barn, yes we do All the rumors, they're all true Don't worry, baby, I know what to do Many years ago there was a case of legalese Thankfully my granddad handed down those ancient ways, yes he did (Folk magic) The real deal Folk magic, hot off the grill Woo! Ghoul wrangler Shut 'em down Ghoul wrangler Shut 'em down Licensed and bonded I should get a business card Certified ghoul wrangler I sneak up to the coop and see them chewing on the bones Spitting backwards Latin at mobile phones, yes they were Frothing at the mouth like rabid beasts Diabolical to say the least At the sight of me, they bare their flashing yellow claws Bits of old, poor Chester White falling from their maws, yes they were Hackles rose, air grew chill Folk magic, hot off the grill Woo! Ghoul wrangler Shut 'em down Ghoul wrangler Shut 'em down Licensed and bonded I should get a business card Certified ghoul wrangler Thirteen bloody litigators feasting on the hog My God, Mabel, we got lawyers in the barn Twelve of them dispatched and now there's one more left to go I track his penny-loafers through the freshly fallen snow, yes I did I find him in the old stockyard We got different laws down on the farm Woo! Ghoul wrangler Shut 'em down Ghoul wrangler Shut 'em down Licensed and bonded I should get a business card Big time ghoul wrangler Thirteen bloody litigators feasting on the hog My God, Mabel, we got lawyers in the barn Thirteen bloody litigators feasting on the hog My God, Mabel, we got lawyers in the barn

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

Southside Denny's, I was amazed As I quietly surveyed the damaged I did my best not to attract attention Just a glass of water and a ham sandwich Krystal came 'round one more time And her demeanor was most concerning She dropped the pitcher, screamed bloody murder Then something in the kitchen started burning Don't call the cops, don't call the fire department Hieronymus Bosch in control Supernatural, yeah Hieronymus Bosch is in control The joint erupted in a medieval melee You know that style, darkness and misery I started thinking this is getting bubonic And I better split before they get to splitting me The smoke was thick and it was all confusion The manager managed to vomit money I got up on the counter, said you all must be tripping If this is some kind of joke, well, it ain't funny Don't call the cops, don't call the fire department Hieronymus Bosch in control Supernatural, yeah Hieronymus Bosch is in control Those of you who might suspect I am given to exaggeration Like them or not, the facts are facts They're not open to interpretation Feet-first into the pandemonium I didn't sign up for this Feet-first into the pandemonium I didn't, I didn't sign up for this Don't call the cops, don't call the fire department Hieronymus Bosch in control Supernatural, yeah Hieronymus Bosch is in control Don't call the fire department Hieronymus Bosch is in control Supernatural, yeah Hieronymus Bosch is in control

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

Nevermind that stuff they sell from Vietnam Get it from the Chesapeake, but never from the can Follow my directions, it's an easy recipe Strictly by the pound, adjust accordingly 100 million years old Transcendent creature No bones about it Hot bottom feeder Don't bother with the lump, it won't stick together I prefer backfin, and there's nothing wrong with special Powdered mustard, parsley, a dab of mayonnaise Just enough bread crumbs and one raw egg 100 million years old Transcendent creature I just can't get enough Hot bottom feeder Yes, indeed, serve it up hot Yes, indeed, like this Grab a biscuit cutter and pack it 'til it's filled Stick it in the reefer for a little time to chill Butter up a skillet, fry 'til golden brown Find yourself a beverage and wash it all down 100 million years old Transcendent creature No bones about it Hot bottom feeder 100 million years old Transcendent creature I just can't get enough Hot bottom feeder

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

Reptilian oil, pompadour set to kill 150 pesos ain't enough to pay these bills Liberate the Spanish prisoner The clock's ticking and the time grows near If you won't, maybe your neighbor will Regional salesman of the year Iraqi dinars by the metric ton Robert Johnson's contract, oh, you know you need one Liberate the Spanish prisoner The clock's ticking and the time grows near If you won't, maybe your neighbor will Regional salesman of the year If you won't, maybe your neighbor will Regional salesman of the year, yeah The twisted words of a grifter Tall tales of a marginal life Heart as dark as the inkwell The world turns on paper and strife Uh huh, paper and strife Uh huh, paper and strife Uh huh, paper and strife Uh huh, paper and strife You're a shining example of America at her best Unlike the Joneses next door Who are clearly raging communists Liberate the Spanish prisoner The clock's ticking and the time grows near If you won't, maybe your neighbor will Regional salesman of the year If you won't, maybe your neighbor will Regional salesman of the year The twisted words of a grifter Tall tales of a marginal life Heart as dark as the inkwell The world turns on paper and strife Uh huh, paper and strife Uh huh, paper and strife Uh huh, paper and strife Uh huh, paper and strife

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

There’s no wisdom I may give Only my apologies If an answer you must have There is a cave by the sea You'll find there a Methuselah As wind-swept as the trees Should you approach him there I advise you do so gingerly Lorelei, trouble my water Oh, I throw myself over rapture of song Lorelei, sweet mooncusser Oh, my compass is spinning and I’m so far from home There was a time of innocence He knew nothing of the sea Landlocked in all directions Riding elephants to victory But when the war, at last, was over To the circus, the beast went So he walked until the land’s end And he’s been there ever since Lorelei, trouble my water Oh, I throw myself over rapture of song Lorelei, sweet mooncusser Oh, my compass is spinning and I’m so far from home Lorelei, trouble my water Oh, I throw myself over rapture of song Lorelei, sweet mooncusser Oh, my compass is spinning and I’m so far from home

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026