It's Rare So Spare

Let the good times roll Knowing that someday it’s going to change From sunshine to rain From feeling good to pain I don’t what it is that makes people indecisive About how to treat others Would you just push a monk to the ground Or slander a benevolent person, their feelings crack, oh the sound Don’t know why people decide to abuse the good they have That friend that is a true friend to the end But becomes the butt of a jokes and banter Just kidding is the excuse, but there’s some truth in the matter Why the nice ones to be picked To become victims of it all Is the niceness seen as a target Don’t want to use obscenity to end it But hopes for something better Because you never know what you have until it’s gone Appreciate the good people you know, him or her Don’t abuse their benevolence, but help it grow, to prosper