Fix It Good

-Fix It Good-
by
Keaton Foster



Take that wrench
Hold this nut
Fix it good
Make what’s broke
Right
The squeaky wheel
Definitely needs some grease
All motion has stopped
And it needs to get moving
Steam rolling
From the parking lot
To the passing lane of living
Fix it good
And what should be
Instead of the failure
Of such a simple machine
Get it running
And it will indeed scream
Throttle and gas
Smoking tires, taking names
And kicking some proverbial ass
Are all what it takes to succeed
So if you please
Fix it good
Allow me to be on my way
Down the road of life
Where it is going matters none
It’s only the journey that concerns me
For as long as can be
For as long as I have ever believed
I have been stuck right here
In the parking lot of existence
I really wanna get going
Moving on down the road
I wanna kick the tires
And light the fires
Fix it good
And I will be on my own way
Never again will I park for so long
Reverse will be ripped out of my gear box
Forward is the only direction
That will ever again be relevant
Fix it good
Turn that wrench
Set all that is broken, right
And as soon as you are done
Close the hood, step to the right
And watch my tail lights
Disappear into forever’s goodnight…



Fix It Good
Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2012.