Your Martyrs Role/ What You Would Sow
Look who’s coming to save me,
My loving flesh and blood.
Oh man this is touching.
I’d hug ya if I could.
Oh man this is just the way
I imagined it would go.
But you can run your martyrs role,
You will know by the end man
When it’s just about to rain,
like a train, it’s gonna hit ya
that ya could if only you tried
but you lied and you cheated man
so no-one came to help.
Frankie wait I’m sorry.
I really need your help.
All this has me worried.
Oh man this is hell.
I really need the money man,
gonna die if I don’t.
But you will reap what you would sow
Jese you know, they were right man
I just left it all too late, and now faith
it is calling for the road,
would anyone like to buy me a drink
‘Cause I won’t be here for long.