Honestly some days are hard and they get harder

A little song of homage to Stephen Pressfield with apologies to Harry Warren, Jack Brooks and Dean Martin

When the shit hits the fan
And your life’s in the can
That’s resistance

When your outlook is bleak 
And you feel like a freak
That’s resistance

When you feel like a pie
And you’re going to die
That’s resistance

When you’ve holes in your socks
and your boat’s on the rocks
That’s resistance

When you fall in a hole
And you can’t feel your soul
That’s resistance

When the stars all go out
And the booze is in drought
That’s resistance

When you’ve got loads to do 
And you can’t find your shoe
That’s resistance

And you try
To get by
But the lies
Just won’t die
In the darkness

Then you’ll fly
Up too high
Flights of anguish
Until you surrender

Godamn fix it for good
With a pint of your blood
Dee dee deedaghushggdhgghffh

Pie pie pie pee pee pie
Pee pee pie pee pie pee
that’s resistance

La la la lee la lee
Da dee da dee da dee
in the distance
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