Hometown Life

You have all been told about the birds and the bees.

Now let me tell you about the Feds in the trees.

Cruising through town smoking their bubble

I know if they see them, they’ll get into trouble.

They are hunting their prey that they call a tweaker.

Look I just saw one run to the forest with their beaker

They hunt them down night and day

Making up charges to put them away.

The Feds they seem ruthless.

Chasing down poor Mr. Toothless.

He hides in his closet refuses to come out

Shadow people are coming he swears it no doubt.

It’s a sad story to tell, many know it so well

In the beginning they thought it was fun.

But they wasted their life watching the moon chase the sun…