Ain't You Got?

Written by: tom bell

Ain't you got
Something better to do?
Than sit around,
And feeling blue?

You live your life, 
to criticize,
But you only see
With a dead man's eyes

Go build a model,
Or paint some art
And stop being
A complaining old fart

Or sit in a corner
As a child gone bad
Face it now,
Your life is sad

Or, at least, 
shut your mouth,
It seems your luck,
Has been headed south

I've said my piece
That's all I will
So listen up
And take a chill-pill!