An honest man with daring eyes
swears up and down that he tells no lies
and he's unable to be criticized
He just wants people to sympathize
Wants to set up in a high rise
over lookin' the downtown from the skies
unable to take the dream he busts down and cries
Hardly able to shed tears the dream then dies.
Because that's all it can be
and it ain't too difficult to see
Because that's all it can be
and it ain't too difficult to see
And you just couldn't believe me
and it'll come back to bite you in the ass
when you're doing your best to be avoiding the brass
your girl has to turn on and work her sass
and you look around unable to escape your past
how long do you think you can last?
When it comes down to it there's not a thing called luck
The only way to survive is to make an honest buck
Hit or miss, run or hide, jump or duck
When it comes to you the world doesn't give a fuck.
So you sit back and tell me to take it easy
You're on the top of the world but its getting breezy
Going to be hard to stay on top forever
But i'm not saying I don't wish you luck on your endeavor.
But in all honesty Its not like you deserve it,
its safe to say you sucessfully blew it.
It was cute for a while, a nice little bit.
Unfortunately you'll be clinging to the tit-
of the very society that you hate,
and there's NO way that you can navigate,
For no reason at all you seem too irate.
I could go on and on about your unavoidable fate.
But its okay, its not too late.
All you have to do is switch up your face,
stop hating on every other race,
keep up with the global pace,
this isn't a game of hide and chase,
Start it up and close the space,
maybe you'll get a bit of grace
Living in an age filled with strife
A capitalist man with a communist wife
Who's only looking for an easy life
Scared it can be ended by the cut of a knife
So on top of money you need security
All the while on the way to university
Emotionless ramblings about how much it hurt,
you make it about as valuable as dirt
And in the end its all the same,
you sign it with your worthless name,
Every thing you say pushes up the ante,
but its all a game to me.
Because I know what to do and I got it made,
Got my chair set up and i'm sittin' in the shade,
Drinking a glass of pink lemonade,
with bliss like this who needs to get laid?
So keep tickin' off the days until you get a raise,
I'll watch you try and crawl out of your malaise,
While I lay back in a most comfortable Daze
