Life's Lessons

There is no such thing as a victim of society You are like Heinz 57, a person like you comes in many varieties You try to be smooth using today's slang To me, you are an astronaut in space without his Tang Sometimes people try so hard to fit in Throw all your money in the pot and end up losing again Why does it seem to always be the other person's fault You never seem to comprehend the hard lessons from the streets that are taught You hide in the corner licking your wounds This ain't no western, there is no showdown at high noon You try to turn your life around, but once again your back is against the wall As the dust clears, it happens again, the hero takes a fall I don't know what to tell you, so let's end it here The best philosophy is preached after a few cold Bull beers