Another Day

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