Sorry for myself
I've lost my Kharmic wealth
But I can take from you
With antiseptic stealth
I'll dig my own grave
But get my front yard paved
There's always a penny earned
Another dollar saved I always make my point
Soak bread in dirty oil
"Right's" too strong a word
The neighborhood's been spoiled
But I know what I know
Stuck that inner glow
I don't have time to learn
I said, I know what I know I'm wrong, I won't admit it
I won't get it I'm wrong, I won't admit it
I won't get it