Comforts of Joy

Practice-practice-practice, be good at what you know; Patient-patient-patient, it takes some time to grow. forgive-forgive-forgive, you could make the same mistakes; Kindness-kindness-kindness, be good for goodness sake. He practiced and he practiced, but nothing ever changed; It's been some time so patients shown, yet he has no open range. He did forgive the pet, for messing on the rug; Now isn't that a kindness, he asks with shoulders shrugged. He wonders what he's seeing, it looks like purple haze; And what are all those walls about, is life some kind of maze. By the law he's been mistreated and his car is out of gas; And his lenders look for money, from some where in his ass. It's said that money isn't everything, it's the root of all our evils; Yet he has no way to pay his bills and his life is in upheaval. Smoking is no good for you and drinking's probably worse; And sex if you're not married, some call the devils curse. Cities changed the boulevard to Martin Luther King; Why not name the city after him, for he too had his dreams. Jesus loved the little children; the British love their queen; He's been told to be a patriot, but he's not sure what that means. Take a look around, tell me what you see; Do you see a lot of people, just like you and me? Are we searching for acceptance, but we're not sure what is true; Are we hoping for some better times, but the money man intrudes. Have a shot of blended courage folks, the first ones on the house; And the girls have imitation sweetener, up inside their blouse. Welcome to the new millennium and welcome to the show; Of course there is a service charge, its peace of mind you know.