• I don’t care to say what I failed to say before Every single day from the bar stool to the floor. Running out of Good Hope, I worked day long for the man, in the back. Found a guy there who said He had the same problems that I thought that I had. If my sister wants to give her life for “this” national plan, I don’t care. I’m not about to stop her now With my ignorance and dead end plans. I can change my clothes to follow all your regulations, Sweep the dirt off the floor into the trash/ But you can’t take away my dignity In the register, the register, the register Is filled up with money I’ll never see [again]. [bye] So we took a drive down the road, Just to get away. I pulled out the map So I could find out where my life would stay. Was mistaken for all the things that I’ve ever known before. Running out of Good Hope, I left with a feeling that I shouldn’t ever come back. If my mother took a ride in her car and turned left on red. I saw it coming. All the gas prices drop at once, From a bullet and a death. Ooh, I’m running from it. “What’s the hurry? What’s the hurry? What’s the hurry, Kevin?” I will explain, when we’re in the car. “What’s the hurry? What’s The hurry? What’s the hurry, Kevin?” Please, no good-byes before we leave… [bye]

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