I-ronic

Capo 2 / F#

I eye the ironic
'suppose-it'd make most sick
Guess my skin's gettin' thick

They say I'm a victim
Of all that I am
They say it over...
And, over again
But, it just makes me laugh
When they think that I'm daff
A sacrificial calf?

Is their carafe...
Empty of half?
Though they call me a fool
I'm feeling mine is half full
I eye the ironic
Must be what makes me tick?

Psalms: So Help Me God!
Experiment: Freedom Of Speech

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