Don’t listen to what youth says:
“Act about and wear a fez.”
For life’s in a smile,
If you wait a while.
Love a nigger child,
So meek and mild.
Sitting in a train you’ll see,
Life means nothing to me.
Shut your mouth young fool,
You know nothing at all.
Leave me out of your cruel talk,
Of marijuana and sticky chalk.
For in the end you’ll be alike,
To raconteurs without a mic.
Sing on ye singers, keep the faith,
Bring me home and make me safe.
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