Zach Sherwin - Duck III (Delivered) lyrics

[Verse 1: Zach Sherwin] No word by Friday Stress, anguish I had some work to do But I was too depressed and anxious So to distract myself from sad-sack worry mode I hit the Vista and watched Mad Max: Fury Road An excellent and entertaining film in my opinion All about life and freedom and women Winning out over d**h and oppression and men It ended, I turned my phone on; an e-mail from Ben My heart beat at an increased speed It was addressed to Ulla but I had been cc'ed "Hi there - Zach Sherwin told me that you guys are willing to take our male duck, Brutus. My wife would like to bring Brutus to the sanctuary on Saturday Can you provide me with directions and instructions?" Sweet baby Jesus! I was so relieved we had achieved this So overcome with glee to read his e-mail That I honked the horn of the War Rig (Which is what I call my Prius) I imagined Ben's wife screaming down the desert roads A cold gleam in her eye, a serene face An unstoppable Furiosa Bringing her pa**enger closer to the Green Place Nothing more for 24 hours I did all I could: hope, and pray And then at 4:15 in the afternoon On Saturday, the 16th of May I received one last e-mail from Ben I opened it. Read it. What did it say? Just two words: “Duck delivered.” What a lovely day [Bridge: Ulla Pederson] “Hello Zach, this is Ulla Pederson here with the Kindred Spirits Animal Sanctuary on Tuesday morning about eight o'clock your time. Brutus the duck is well settled in. Everything is going well, and we're just working at getting him now socialized into our group here. He has a bunch of really nice friends up there and is safe, and he'll be here for the rest of his life, and thank you so much for caring about him. This is what really matters.” [Verse 2: Zach Sherwin] And then she hit me up for a donation Which I gave And you can too And if you do as well I think you are hella super swell Give your conscience that new-car smell Kindredspiritsnm.org: that's their URL And to tell the truth, well, it really wasn't too hard Helping Brutus win his liberty, literally I spent less time making phone calls Than it takes to perform this duck rap trilogy And I'd like to think I'd have seen it through Even if the job had been a bigger size for me to take on But I won't lie: I'm kinda like “phew!” That I didn't have to rise too high to the occasion Being a hero seems hard, even hellish Even if I had it in me, it's a role I wouldn't relish I honor and admire but am not at all jealous Of the Martins and Mahatmas and Malalas and Mandelas And Mad Maxes, they're bada**es I'm not; my life's relaxed and nice But the point is doing something Was barely more work than doing nothing No taxing task, no sacrifice This world is imperfect and it needs improvements We may not complete the work But neither can we be like, “Don't ask me to do this.” It's our job to push things forward Even if we barely can perceive the movements That's what I believe the truth is Viva Brutus!