I don’t mind being labeled a fool Why, because I’m that god-damned cool And by the way, I am seriously dying as we speak But until I’m dust I’ll do it just like the Greek
Zorba ain’t got a thing over me I down ouzo people give me for free How do I do that which you yearn to know? Well, if it ain’t free I write a bad check and let the ouzo flow
That’s just the kind or unkind of fool I am Foolish enough to fool all of them All the fools and the common folk And I may be a fool but I ain’t no joke
I hear with my heart your god’s admonition But my foolishness will never be in remission For the remainder of my days I’ll be this way Disregarding that which society and your lord may say
So call me a fool if that be your will Because I ain’t got nothing but time to kill Until your god decides to kill this fool But I don’t give a f**k because I’m that god-damned cool Phreepoetree ~free cee!~