It’s not a gift It’s hard work It’s not lots of fun It’s a fucking JOYRIDE If you let go and let it take you. If you think you’re in for an easy ride of it Sell, it, take it to the pawnshop See what you can get for it. I can tell you’re not here to save the world Or even be a little bit entertaining. If for a minute You aren’t shoving your fists In the dark corners of your soul To show us who you really are Then work in a bank. It might be easier for the rest of us If your humanity never Saw its own face. Suck in the power you’re standing on From the deep earth And roar it to the gods Make them listen You’re bigger You’re uglier You’re more powerful More beautiful Touching the divine inside. Are you going to come out now? This is play Go on, get dirty
Everything I have said to you Is advice I’ve given myself, so Get out there. Give those kids the best panto they’ve ever seen.