Life’s Little Lessons

Words and Music by David Keith © 2010

Words and Music Copyright David Keith 2011

Straight out of life’s little lessons
Citizens! settle for endless compromise

It’s practically bankrupt and fucking expensive
and you you got the last one

that asshole scares the shit out of you
that asshole says I’d like to see you
seek your justice now
lick your wounds with your mouth

But you’re so excited you’re so delighted
all that rage ain’t no match for your joy

Where are my brothers tonight?
Where are my sisters tonight?
I’ll just take a little bite
but you choke it down
smoke it down
then out of nowhere
came the last of it

Straight off the field half of the way
sit out the rest of the week
feel like I’m kicked in
the stomach for three and a half
hours in HD

The Saints are just a football team
The saints won’t ever intercede
souls await the hour
Your soul’s out in the parking lot

But you’re so excited
you’re so delighted
all that rage ain’t no match for your joy