A Million Troubles
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)

If you won a million troubles,
would you spend them on a friend?
Buy some misery in a bottle
and drink it until the end?

Spend your days bobbing head,
in the lap of luxury.
And smooth the wrinkles of your
worries with excessive bukkake.

Trouble is and trouble ain’t,
a wealth, a state of mind
a bankrupt morality
a conscience in a bind.

Paying tolls and taxes
a fat cats daily dues.
And laughing as the
alley cats sing their daily blues.

Or is there a place in your soul
to share with company?
All the worms in your heart
and love of misery?

If you won a million troubles,
would you spend them on a friend?
Buy some misery in a bottle
and drink it until the end?