Poets Of The Fall

Today it's in the air again,
Today another incident that just went off.
No way, this time I will not take the blame
It's pretty obvious who needs to shut up.
Ashtrays filled with the fruits of our transgressions
Here and there sarcasm overflows.
To stay, I'll need the sitcom to be rerun till
I get the gist of just how it goes.
So what would you have me do?
Give me a reason, come on now, make my day,
Cos I'm out of cheats to turn the other way.
Ask yourself just how lucky do you feel?
Somehow I've been blindsided by my own,
Kindhearted notion of just who we are.
No doubt we'd have collided anyway
With me indicted and you raising alarm.
First round, I'll take my bows into my corner
Take my vows, regroup and run back again.
Bloodhound, I know no better pedigree than
What you see, so you could not offend.
Did I act like a fool