Wine. Dine. Intertwine.
Time after time, continually blurring the line.
Designed not by bloodlines of mine.
Please opine: Pork rind or prime swine?
Play all day, no need to pay
Lay men. Men lay at the total dismay
Of they who wanna sell, but not harvest the hay.
One day we will just say no way. Till that day...
My mind will just grind
Till that day goes astray.
Used to be a dime for a lime.
May not pay with delay.
A sign of the times,
While they so just go pray.
Enjoy your freedom, just stay away.
But continue paying US when it's YOUR payday.
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