so calculated, the words that come. ah!nnbut the glorious shine of a polishednntongue.nnhave you been up practicing all night long?nnyour mouth forms chordsnnand arpeggiates.nnit sounds so sweet but then nauseates.nnhave you been upnnsweating this all night long?nnat the crack of dawn your up again to show thennworld just where you standnnnnyou dressed in your good suit today.nnpolishednnyour shoes for such an occasion...nnpressed your shirt and slicked yournnhairnnstraightened that tie now get out there!get out there!nnnnthe tile isnnburning through your rubber solesnnthe sweat is beading and forming tinynnpoolsnnyouve been pacing and youre scaring the shit out of your kidsnntheresnnwhite building up in the corners of your mouthnnthe neighbor kids are laughingnnand pointing at your housennyour wifes ashamed. she's pulling all the blinds.nnyou'd think you'd get the picture after time after time after time.nnyour roofnnis slowly growing weak sagging stretching like your speech...nnnnoh my science!nnnnhes on the roof again!nnciting scripture and throwing up his handsnnnntheynnsaid i dont think hes coming downnnnndoes he think hes conducting some greatnnorchestra? cause hes waving his hands and i cant help singing:nnnnoh mynnscience! hes on the roof again!citing scripture and throwing up his hands.dearnnscience hes on the roof again!citing scripture andnnthrowing up hisnnhands.nnnnhes not missing a beat hitting every notennnot discouraged by theirnnlaughternnhes not missing a beat hitting every notennnot discouraged by sharpnnfingersnnyou dressed in your good suit todaynnpolished your shoes oh what annwastennpressed your shirt and slicked your hairnnand all you got were emptynnstares...