Clueless (John Lee Hooker)-Blues
Me, me, me sitting in my cage,
you, you, you not being on my stage,
less important and thinking for a clue,
riding the tides and being so blue.
Me, me, me proving for a taste,
you, you, you feel thinking sums up waste.
Blinking ideas shrinking on the shrine,
openended waterfalls spoil away red wine.
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