THE DESPERATE ONES
Ola Onabule © 2010

My desperate ones, Oh so undone...!

Here lie the desperate ones
Dark and disillusioned gentlemen
They answer now not to anyone
Soldiers of misfortune
Who dared what comes
If you sense a heartbeat, a flicker way deep
To where the rage keeps out the sun,
You'll know where it all went wrong

My desperadoes,
All run, the stuff in your head you can't outrun
It's true there ain't no happiness in any gun
Sooner than you know you're out gunned,
They drop you in the very deepest of holes,
It drinks up your soul, When you're alone with nowhere to go
You'll know you're the last of the desperate ones

See how the desperate ones
Rush to their destruction, each mother's son
It don't take long, it has begun
Scorn an education, defeat is won
Penitentiary blue jeans, plans without means
Of yielding promise is all there is
Everybody knows this

Chorus

My desperate ones
Oh so undone, By your own hand