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