Beware the falsities walking with love
They smile to your face proclaiming, hmmm
Don’t turn friend you will bleed freely
Steal the words and then your style
They walk backwards, do you get it?
They fly with the wind kissing your, what?
Watch out preaching mans word mingled with?
Scripture son don’t fall prey or you’ll burn
Wear a rubber suit perhaps the bull will slide
Well at least you will bounce, perhaps?
Landing on your feet, maybe you should run?
Or just sit on the hill and watch the circus
Either way once you buy your ticket
You have entered the ring masters tent
Enjoy the show, the party has begun