The Ups & Downs...

Hey.

Come here...

Can I tell you a secret?

The Ups and Downs are all

Stretched out!

Golden Cow.

Crown or Thorns.

Who will bow?

Halo or horns.

Ask me how!

To be reborn.

I won't scowl

If your clothes are torn.

The wool that's shorn...

From the people.

The cross that's torn...

From the steeple.

What we sow,

Is what we reap though.

Are you prepared for

The final blow?

Solitaire Pai-Gow,

A five-card stud.

They will allow you,

To gamble with blood.

Don't shoot your sow,

Just because there's a flood.

Can't see your face,

When it's covered in mud.

The dirt still shows...

The stains of woe.

That's how it goes...

We come and we go.

Why are we foes,

When we could be friends.

I've said from the beginning,

It's in how you make your ends.

I am not a saint.

I won't be your sinner.

I am not that great,

At not being the winner.

Please don't say I'm late,

You've worked so hard on dinner.

Time for us to consolidate,

And clear the slate with thinner.

What have you got against me, huh?

When you don't know yourself.

Your open eyes still don't see,

We are the greatest wealth.

I think I found the key

And figured out what life's about.

Don't you put this all on me,

When the Ups and Downs are all

Stretched out.

Then or Now?

Crowd adjourned.

Till and plow,

Wages earned.

Buy a vowel.

Never learned.

Throw in the towel.

At the bow, face the stern.

As the world turns,

A miraculous event.

Cities will burn because

Of a corrupt government.

It's all our concern

Because they haven't paid rent.

Stealing from our minds,

Infiltration is evident.

Fake money spent,

Credit for your soul.

It seems we're hell-bent

On digging more holes.

How can we be complacent,

The death machine is on a roll.

Blind, but they're still chasin'

A carrot at the end of a fishing pole.

Profits still grow

As we tag more toes.

The evidence shows,

They're pimps and we're hos.

Why are we forced

To eat the latest trends?

I've said from the beginning,

We are living in the end.

No time for the faint.

No time for paint and glitter.

Wasting more time ain't...

Gonna make the pill less bitter.

Don't throw up what you ate,

So you can look more fitter.

All these grown adults need a fukkin' babysitter.

Why are you pushing against me, huh?

I'm going the opposite way.

Watching all these people flee,

From the powerful words, I spray.

I think I found the key

And figured out what this is all about.

Don't you try to oppress me,

When the Ups and Downs are all

Stretched out.