I wonder where do broken drug dealers go to retire?
I'm being released from prison out of the pan into the fire.
Those old times were so sad and nifty
these new times find me broke, homeless and over fifty.
Play hard and die young was one of my sayings
never thinking in my wildest dreams past forty I would be staying.
I was a guest of the state. Do I sound like a pest?
now nobody cares about the state of the guest.
I could look up old friends to see how they got ahead
but the harder I look the more I find missing or dead.
It seems ordinary Joes now get a pension
when it comes to those benefits I dont get a mention.
What about a nest egg? now wouldnt that be great?
this wolf in the henhouse had all his eggs seized by the state.
In between the lines there is a lesson to be learned
sell a few lines my boy and lose everything you have earned.
Its my own fault I could have walked a straight path
then I would get some when I do the math.
Listen up youngster! what this old mans trying to say
one thing you can bank on crime dosent pay.
Now its to soon to go where I am going
I wish long ago I knew what im knowing.
Im to old for paper routes or others lawns mowing
Im just an old dummy reaping what he's sowing!
-Santacruz-
