Apologies for Socrates
He's had a real long day
With lineups at the voting booth
He couldn't stand to wait another day
He's got some qualms about it
These daggers that you're pulling out
I wish you'd tuck 'em all away
And do not kill the messenger
I heard your mama start to say
Your mama say
She's got some qualms about it
And why wouldn't she?
I've got no qualms about it
I've got no qualms about it at all
I've just got no qualms
This mobile home that we've made our own
She sure could use another coat of paint
But what's the rush?
It's just enough, it's just enough
To push us through this boarded up gate
And I can hardly wait
I've got no qualms about it
No qualms- and why would I?
I've got no qualms about it
I've got no qualms about it at all
And why should I complain?
And why would I?

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