If then I only knew what I now know, I'd said NO.
Around and around and down I go, when will I stop, when I'm in the ground I'll know. It was never ours to begin with to hoard and withhold, render unto Caesar what is Caesar's it is owed, now within my own explosion I am ready to implode, as I think of all the spending spent and with not a rod dam thing to show. Once you've bought it you're sold and getting it back will take years more than four score and cost more than seventy eleven fold.
Slow is the hole made in your soul there goes your whole glow, wages paid promptly with dues in delinquency still owed, cash hard and cold for hearts of solid gold previously unpresented to me it wasn't presently foretold absent from my presence the telling of that tale went untold, trading dollars for cents makes no sense, making change sounds nonsensical, insensitive and dense, like clockwork the cock on the fence twice crowed, what a crock
lo-and-behold the hand that holds control that controls the hold will not let go, and of the things that I was shown that's the one thing I wasn't showed.
So unfolded by the bold bestowed upon me was this load, now this is what I'll reap because that is what I've sowed.
So will I grow old down the road when going down this road grows old,
Change doesn't happen by chance, quickly our scruples do corrode.
Behold there goes our goings on gone and on the show must go, our can's become cant's and our regrets no one can console.
There's a beautiful pureness in this life I'll never get to know, I've always known I'd never know because I said yes when I should've said NO,
And as for my chances much like my mind if I had half of either one of the two you can bet they've done been blowed.