It's not too late to read the writing that's on the wall politics On a bathroom stall it's not so easy to be a righteous Man with a ticking time bomb in the palm of my hand
Got to give it all 'til there's nothing left to give 'til there's no life left to live got to breathe This breath 'til there's nothing left they tell me Sleep is the cousin to death
Now I'm looking for a smile in a read cup tap Another keg full of beer boy she don't know What she's afraid of tell her she's got nothing to fear Now that I'm looking for a smile in a red cup tap Another keg full of beer boy her tears Are streaking her makeup I've got to get it right from here
It's not too late to read the writing that's On the wall revolution on a bathroom stall It's not so easy to be a natural man with all this money In the palm of my hand got to give it all 'til there's nothing left to give 'til there's no life left to live got to breathe This breath 'til there's nothing left I tell you sleep is the cousin to death
Now I'm looking for a smile in a read cup tap another keg Full of beer boy she don't know what she's afraid of tell her She's got nothing to fear now that I'm looking for a smile In a red cup tap another keg full of beer boy Her tears are streaking her makeup I've got to get it right from here