I'll Be Ok Today
I don't go to church
Or truly pray
Powerless
Against the war hungry
Governments and the
Our money in their pockets
politicians
I still listen to the sound
Of my youth today
The one coming
First out of the UK
then violently
From the USA
I think of Revolver
And Disfunzioni
The Raff at the
Teatro Tenda
and the nights
At the Mongiovino
All the friends and faces
I think of Shades
In St. Anne's Court
Then St.Marks Place,
CBs in the Bowery
the Marquee and
The Ritz in midtown
Sunday night at
the Limelight
I turn it up to ten tonight
Without worrying about
Who's wrong and who's right
Fuck yeah, I bang my head
To go back to the 2 cheap
beers on the lower east side
And the couple of bucks
For a slice of pizza
On the corner of Avenue A
And yeah, I think I'll be Ok