TOM
Everything's great,
Couldn't be better,
Up to my ears in debt.
Rent overdue,
Nothing but worries,
How great can things get?
Here I am, Thomas J. Moody,
Three year-old suit from Robert J. Hall.
Jesus H. Christ, where am I heading?
These lucky feet find the one street
That's guaranteed to lead to a brick wall.
Every old horse
Has to win sometime,
When is it my big purse?
Things have to change,
Gotta get better,
They could not get worse.
Everything's great,
Couldn't be better,
Up to my ears in debt.
Rent overdue,
Nothing but worries,
How great can things get?
Here I am, Thomas J. Moody,
Three year-old suit from Robert J. Hall.
Jesus H. Christ, where am I heading?
These lucky feet find the one street
That's guaranteed to lead to a brick wall.
Every old horse
Has to win sometime,
When is it my big purse?
Things have to change,
Gotta get better,
They could not get worse.
LORNA
Here I am, still getting nowhere,
Making believe it's all so divine.
Had to get hung on Mister Married,
Doing things right, that's not my line
Screwing things up, that's where I shine.
TOM
Just what I need,
She's gonna kill me,
Milking me dry, my wife.
BOTH
Everything's great,
Couldn't be better...
TOM
Birds are singing...
LORNA
(Vultures, maybe...)
TOM
Flowers blooming...
LORNA
(Poison ivy...)
BOTH
What a perfect life.
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