i know for i know...
for i know...They made their minds up
Didn’t need to think at all
Always the snap decision
Closed minds are very small
Disapproving glances
Always come my way
When you speak out of turn
They hate the thinks you say
I dress down
Have no Sunday best
Sunday isn’t special
Just a day like all the rest
Pointers point
Hypocrites throw stones
Preachers preach
With monotonous overtones
I don’t need to be a judge
It’s your life your rules
Kindly pay me the same respect
I won’t be damned by fools
posted by Turphy @ Sunday, July 26, 2009
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