Enjoy The Show
Who ever said life's suppose to be funIt's just ways to pass time until it's all done
Some ways take our minds
Some make us bums
Just puppets that dance to the beat of the drums
Some ways make us work until nothing is left
But a paycheck, some perks, & a cubicle desk
Some make us better than everyone else
Until we're all alone with our wealth & our health
Some ways get us locked up
Some get us knocked up
One things for sure
Most ways leave us boxed up
Our own little life
The white picket fence
With the kids and a wife
Maybe a tent
A good hunting knife
Some will pay rent til the day that they die
Looking back at time spent still questioning why
But with all of the facts
There's one thing I know
It's fun to relax
And just watch the show
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