Song parody of
Sound And Fury
by Margo Cilker
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Tell me where you're going
Ask what I'm doing
Wonder how it's coming along
It's a piece of a puzzle
It's a midnight struggle
I'm going I'm going I'm gone
Steve's in Manhattan
Will's down in Houston
Sometimes the tables don't turn
The start of your suffering
Is the end of your wondering
I'm smoking I'm smoking I have burned
Tell me where you're going
Ask what I'm doing
Wonder if I'm coming along
It's a piece of a puzzle
It's a melody muddled
I'm going I'm going I'm gone
It comes down the Selway
Rolls into the Lochsa
To make its Pacific return
The state of your mind
Shouldn't keep you from kindness
I'm teaching I'm teaching I have learned
Tell me where you're going
Ask what I'm doin
Wonder how it's moving along
It's a sound and a fury
It signifies nothing
I'm going I'm going I'm gone
Banjo for strumming
Black American woman
The gatekeeper's footing disturbed
It's a song down the ages
It's a tearing of pages
I'm listening I'm listening I have heard
Tell me where you're going
Ask what I'm doing
Wonder how it's taken this long
It's a shirt we've been offered
From the backs of our mothers
I'm going I'm going I'm gone
It's the Wreck at Los Gatos
My home in Los Altos
The apricots' yearly return
It's the saints at the river
It's a Trinity swimmer
Oh glory oh glory my Lord
Tell me where you're going
Ask what I'm doing
Wonder how it's coming along
It's a piece of a puzzle
It's a midnight struggle
I'm going I'm going I'm gone
Steve's in Manhattan
Will's down in Houston
Sometimes the tables don't turn
The start of your suffering
Is the end of your wondering
I'm smoking I'm smoking I have burned
Tell me where you're going
Ask what I'm doing
Wonder if I'm coming along
It's a piece of a puzzle
It's a melody muddled
I'm going I'm going I'm gone
It comes down the Selway
Rolls into the Lochsa
To make its Pacific return
The state of your mind
Shouldn't keep you from kindness
I'm teaching I'm teaching I have learned
Tell me where you're going
Ask what I'm doin
Wonder how it's moving along
It's a sound and a fury
It signifies nothing
I'm going I'm going I'm gone
Banjo for strumming
Black American woman
The gatekeeper's footing disturbed
It's a song down the ages
It's a tearing of pages
I'm listening I'm listening I have heard
Tell me where you're going
Ask what I'm doing
Wonder how it's taken this long
It's a shirt we've been offered
From the backs of our mothers
I'm going I'm going I'm gone
It's the Wreck at Los Gatos
My home in Los Altos
The apricots' yearly return
It's the saints at the river
It's a Trinity swimmer
Oh glory oh glory my Lord
