I’m walking a tight rope
Without a net
Below me… jagged rocks
Above me… fat buzzards
Fat from those I follow
On this thin line of life

The audience below
Awaits for a thrill
They're a mixture of...
Bankers
Lawyers
Politicians
Insurance scammers
Wall Street mongrels
And CEO’s

A lawyer shouts out
Did you make out a will
An insurance man
Tries to show me his bogus plan
Just sign on the dotted line
I swear a buzzard just winked
As if to say
Don’t bother… you’re mine

One of the mongrels
Shouts out like a heckler in heat
Hey… did you hear…
The stock market crashed
That’s not all that’s going to crash
The crowd roars with laughter
Almost shaking me free
Free from this straight and narrow road

A road with no intersections
With only one direction
At last I see a sign
Construction ahead… road ends
I’m left with two choices
Stand still forever
Or kamikaze the man
With the biggest diamonds

There is no turning around
The line behind me is a huge
I remember my father’s last words
As my life is being replayed
On my cerebral DVD
Never give up…
Always try your best

Driven… I lay myself down
I cut my leg
To let it slowly bleed
The audience stops polishing their jewelry
Anticipating my dismount
I lay ever so still
Tantalizing the buzzards
It’s like the whole world stopped
It’s so quiet you can hear a blood drop… drop

When is he going to fall
Is he dead yet
I let out a horrific fart
It smells like something died
The buzzardrs start to move in
Ever so patiently they sit perched
Atop the thin line of death
As they optimistically call it

Fifteen minutes pass
I remain lifeless
Then thirty… forty…
The blood still dripping
Into a ring of buzzards
In a crimson puddle below
The sounds from the drops landing
Echoing like the second hand
In my inner life clock

Finally a parched buzzard moves in
It’s like Thanksgiving on my
Massive fullback thigh
The crowd below stands up to cheer
Don’t worry about your widow
We’ll take care of her
Lots of laughter below

It’s safe now…
The alpha buzzard moves in
Motionless...I endure the pain
Of my pulsating flesh
Being torn from my bone
And I wait for a third…
A much stronger buzzard
Yes... another big one moves in

Suddenly I spring free
From the clutches of satan
Grabbing the two biggest ones
Squeezing their gnarly necks
We descend... then hover above the crowd
All them… be demons from hell

Roaring upon my descent…
I AM RAYMOND
THE SON OF RAYMOND THE GREAT
WHO IS THE SON OF ANGELO THE GREAT
I WILL CONTINUE THE LEGACY
BESET BY ALL THY FOREFATHERS
I WILL NEVER QUIT
I WILL ALWAYS TRY MY BEST
NO ONE CAN KEEP ME DOWN
PATIENCE AND PERSEVERANCE ARE MY VIRTUE
I WILL GUARD THY FATHERS'
VAULT OF INTEGRITY WITH MY LIFE

The crowd runs in frenzy
Trampling each other
A CEO lies motionless on the ground
Murmuring… My watch… My watch
I can’t find my watch
His time has expired
The scavengers move in

After the scavengers get their fill
The buzzards move in
I swear… As I was swaggering
In my omnipotent glory
I saw one regurgitate
And say...
This meat taste foul