Haste makes waste and fends
Away my wasted friends
But it don't put you on top of the world
The very rule it bends says that every
Party ends....with a good guy
Or a loser & a girl
I've walked out on deals
And I've rolled away on wheels
To the peace no man reveals his honest
Tongue
But now my time has come and this injustice
Won't be done
On the earth the way they're doin' it in heaven
If you weren't so December
I would not have to be a coat
If you weren't such a river
I would not be this kind of boat
And I don't feel like, feel like, feel like
Rowing away....
More than many times I've committed minor crimes
Eluded straight & narrow lines
For easy livin'
If I don't look like much....call me stubborn
I wont budge, accept me Jesus
Or give back what I have given