Flushed from the Bathroom of Your Heart—Johnny Cash
Found on Johhny Cash at Folsom Prison
From the backdoor of your life you swept me out, dear.
In the breadline of your dreams I lost my place.
At the table of your love I got the brush off.
At the Indianapolis of your heart I lost the race.
I’ve been washed down the sink of you conscience.
In the theater of your love I lost my part.
And now you say you’ve got me out of your conscience.
I have been flushed from the bathroom of your heart.
In the garbage disposal of your dreams I’ve been ground up dear.
On the river of your plans I’m up the creek.
Up the elevator of your future I have been shafted,
On you calendar of events I am last week.
I’ve been washed down the sink of you conscience.
In the theater of your love I lost my part.
And now you say you’ve got me out of your conscience.
I have been flushed from the bathroom of your heart.
Good surprise mood breaker after you've played a few [too many?] love struck ballads.
-- Jersey Joe