Trust in Atë, life’s a ride on a whirligig
Observe for me the tale of this unfortunate cannabis grig:
Against a tree is where he leans torching up his rig
He’s come to see the end of the weedstore owned by that pig
Because their lives were forever intertwined
Just like those cuffs: ones that were tough to unbind
Another day has finally dawned:
Where he’s paid for all he was wronged
Rising
Falling
Another Day
Wе’re rising and falling
Another Day
Trying to get small wins
Anothеr Day
Of waiting on
Another day, another day
“‘Goodbye to the mess,’ I say, with the final turn of the key
A pain in my chest that radiates out and came on suddenly
It’s all the stress; doc told me: ‘proceed cautiously.’
And doctor knows best, I think as I fall on my knees
And I got a feeling that I’m never getting up again
I can feel them going for the nitroglycerin
I gave my life for this town
They’re going to miss me when I’m not around.”
“I watch in glee as that motherfucker grabs his chest
A tinge of jealousy that he’s the one who leaves this mess
Oh, the irony that it will be death from ‘arrest’
And I get to see? From a front seat? Oh, I feel oh so blessed
At the end of the day: he caused so much suffering
Flushed away the lives of people who never did nothing
Carried out a cultural genocide
So glad this plant will take his life.”
Another Day
We’re rising and falling
Another Day
Trying to get the small wins
Another Day
Of waiting on
Another day, another day
We rise and fall all over again
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