Once upon a time, everything I thought of    Somehow seemed to rhyme    The wise were always old    And the young were always showed    But very early on, I was spun a different hand    Tried to get along, just by knowin right from wrong       The best offer is a helping hand    Everyone needs the promised land    And whether you're young or old    Never ever let yourself get put on hold       I would sit on grandps's knee..just to wear his hat    And listen to the tales    From his world of make believe..    As the child comes of age, leave him alone    To turn the page       Luck is the spine..a broken promise of another's mind   Straight goods really are what money cannot buy   Choose your side, and walk with pride    There's no reward for suicide...