Dr. Buck's Letter

I lost my temper with a friend

Mocked him and treated him with rudeness

And though I try to make amends

Still I miss him, I walk a dark corridor

Woke up one morn'

Dr. Buck's letter

Of my own makin', I walk a dark corridor of my heart

Hopin' one day a door will be ajar

At least so we can recompense

Ah, betrayal of our hard-worn friendship

In vulgar and arrogant obedience

So what was untrue beneath a parlance

I open the envelope

Dr. Buck's letter

Rare welfare benefit reports

Jay McCarthy, approximately ten to fifteen days

I got down, I was depressed

It was Dr. Buck's letter

Turn the radio on

Dr. Buck's letter

Cheer myself up

Put the radio on, get the magazine out

And read about the essence of tong

Checklist, I never leave home without

One, sunglasses, I wear them all year around

I seem to need them more often, it's a habit

Music, cassettes, CD's

Three, palm pilot

It's my lifeline, I think it's my PA's compurter

She rules my diary and I download it

Four, mobile phone

Five, AMEX card

They made such a fuss about giving it to me

But I spent four times getting it turned down

I was in the realm of  the essence of tong