(I write) r.e.l.i.e.f.

The needle scratches a vein
Insatiably going insane
From the pain and misery
The world crashing down on me
I just need a little r.e.l.i.e.f.
Just a little recompense
From the everyday insanity
I push the needle in and feel the sin
Of instant pleasure and r.e.l.i.e.f.
No more stinking rotten stress
Just purple skies like the fourth of July
And American cowboys fighting Indians
And summer basketball games
And the evening news on TV
Nestling me soundly to sleep with the
Destruction of the American golden boy Fantasy