They Judge My Friends
A noble soul
But not really at all
He proclaims the fall
Of the hypocrisy foretold Yea it’s getting old Revolution in two fold They thought they hit the gold But that stuff’s just for fools to hold They judge a life And what it’s worth I see eye to eye Or I try to I’m not perfect All their alibis They thought they knew all since their birth All grew wings to fly But these uglies were no birds They were words That hurt Haven’t you heard Their dirt I ain’t with the herd So stay alert Love the Word But no expert Trying to make it with my friends So what if we’re off please don’t offend Excuse me don’t use me I’m not much one to pretend We’re gonna make it to the end Not on our last strings like they penned But thriving out of the blue Just doing what we do Their plans for us to fall fail Victorious the holy grail