It's true
It happened
Leftover blues gig
In a home become tatters

Myself
Excused
I was down for a trip
And that hill was amused

But now
I'm here
Back to where I once thought
I would never receive

Back love
Tough thing
From the spine to the heart
Tongue can't reach my own chin

And I guess that it's a must
You behave or you go bust
Unless your name's on a list
Of the richest men on Earth

Dark night
Ideas
Reasons to stay up now
But I'm thinking of sin

And how
Would I
Be a good boy and fight?
Be ready for what just might

Be what
They wished
For me and everyone else
Like we don't vote or resist

They might
Try to
All the time associate
me to the figure of the slave