Beat on, a throng,
A life, in song
Sung without a lung
Composed by nobody knows

Move on, this life,
Carry the strife
Worth it's weight for Earth
Mouth to feed, no eye to gouge

Five dollar, 'nuff bother,
Here, there, all where
There's need for free fares
My rhyme, it love you long time

Never stop, never doubt
Trust in you, rust without
Look 'bove at what shook
Work below, through the grey murk

If I'm gone
Won't be long
'tis a season
For every reason

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