Shippy's Enlightenment

He was a local shoplifter
And she was a global prostitute
One gave and the other took
One hid in shadows while the other looked... out

They had nothing in particular - but
They both saught for their sense of life

So there he goes and robs a bank
(while she) sixty-nines the bank account manager
One gave while the other took
Wo could write about that long long book

But then they met each other and
They understood they both search for their sense of life

So let's leave them alone in their quest
(With no chance to success)
And now please concentrate on manager
Whose name is frankly Frank

Frank got immediately sacked
From the very work he liked
His family promptly left
Just because of that single theft

He has nothing to do - but to
Regret how shamefully he lost his sense of life

And then they all meet in Tampa Bay
Two scoundrels together and Frank the clerk alone
Now they all gave but no, nothing rude
Because they had all understood

Though their linked jut by one crime
They found a sense of life
(That doesn't have to rhyme)

And so please meet Bonnie and Clyde
well, and Frank the driver
This tale is just about to end
Just let them all a little pretend
That they had all found the sense of life

Would you like a little cup of tea?
It's just for you, it's not for me
Would you like some sugar or our salt
So you'd better understand what's to be told?

Would you like a glass of lemonade?
It's for you, not for me nor my maid
Don't you suck it that's what others tend (to do)
But you should understand

(Oh just watch my lips and focus on what I'm saying
Oh calm your fingertips and let that weapon laying)

Would you like a certain instant death
It's important 'cause I'll be sad
'cause death was in tea and lemonade
And now you have ten minutes to... make your last will

Because I did love ya love ya love ya love ya
But also hated ya hated ya hated ya hated ya
And that controversy in my soul
Makes me sure I'll be never whole, oh

And that's why I poisoned your drinks
And that's why I gave you junk food
That's why my words were kissings
Why I did what was ordered by your mood
That's why you're dying in pain
That's why you'll sleep in grave
That's why it's such acid rain
But stop, I think you've understand

Because I adored you so
And hated you enough
To make you my foe
Against this honest love
And fighting you that cowardly
Should be last piece to my coffin
And if I'm dead already
I'll never find the peace within...

Do you want a little cup of tea?
(Oh well not for you, just for me.)