Joy of the Saints

Somehow or another
I made it on to their list
and so one night
around 3am
they broke down my door
and hauled my semiconscious ass
out of bed
put a pillow case over my head
and beat the living shit out of me
with baseball bats, fist, feet
kicked me in the balls
dragged me out into the street
whooping and laughing
screaming at me to make a sound
to cry out
to plead
I didn't make a peep
I didn't give them the satisfaction
I was beaten to near death
left bleeding through my smile
in a dirty gutter
eventually someone got me to my apartment
it was ransacked,
I was broken
and all I could do
was laugh
One tough little motherfucker