Winning

get a job
you fuckin slob
punk ass dirty kid street mob

no direction
no religion
no society in which we fit in
how come you keep forgettin
what it's like in the beginnin
before you started winning


still it's better than you imagine
Free
no falsified situation
we
could do without your trying
to be
an ideal of moral santity


what makes you think I could work
next to you
with you
for you
sign a w2
when all i can think of is the hatred you spew
when I sit and try to have a simple morsel to chew

so rationalize
sympathize
these are things that can happen in most of our lives

still it's better than you imagine
Free
no falsified situation
we
could do without your trying
to be
an ideal of moral santity


no direction
no religion
no society in which we fit in
how come you keep forgettin
what it's like in the beginnin
before you started winning

Starlight

Starlight in her eyes
a moon beam within her smile

hair like an ocean wave
my dear one met an early grave

no longer her rainbow voice
the sweet colors of her rejoice

ring loudly like bells through the air
no she sleeps soundly with flowrs in her hair

deep down in her earthly tomb
lies a stillnes within her womb

a dear child of her and I
destined to never see the sky

my heart breaks at the thought of the joy
I would have shared with my little boy

Lord take me from this awful place
where pain and sorrow bear their ugly face

lay down my head on the floor
my eyes, I beg, please, open no more

in one moment I'd give all of this
for a sweet embrace
my hearts heavenly bliss