Walk into the light
Follow the music trail
Join the party
Pour yourself a brew
or two
or three
Hook up
with an eager dance partner
or two
or three
Cancel your staid morality
Take your vice
wherever you can find it
Be the flawed creatures
we were made to be
Submit to the primal urges
that flow naturally
from your body
Come the foggy
morning after
confess your recycled sins
to the scraggly man
collecting plastic souls
Gargle residue guilt
and spit out
pointless regrets
Leave the absolution
to the boring saints
sitting home alone
every Saturday night
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