Looking out the window time passing like Philip Rivers,
Alot of confussed civilians infused with lies on television
what happen to RugRats...Chuckie Finster? CNN is to realistic.
When I was young I thought I was immortal,
daily situations put me in a place were I had to face my own like self portriats,
or looking for the right way to orchestrate I was deaf to suggestions I reckon
Beethoven at the podium. I wreck em' then I tow em'
productivity and the mind of a soldier, rebelling everytime that I get
I guess sometimes things get a little farfetched,
Im in the land of freedom but in the end I aint free at last.
Maybe one day I will be, "free at last",
Streets of gold, Great Grandma, Georgia and Red both (RIP)
Thats what im looking for want em' to see me pass
and for everyone who greive when I pass, just reminiss my laugh.