the eggs all that's left.. White lightning

well they're ain't too many ways. there shouldn't be no reason left. we all carry the burdens of sin. A rooster a rooster a hen a hen that chicken it was don't matter in the end. cuz when you're gone the egg is all you have left. and the chicken that comes from them maybe the devil himself. never put your eggs on display. or some rooster will come and want half of them in hand and then he will walk away with a half you had. don't like your cigarette in the crowd. don't drink with strangers don't even lend a hand. it's the new America and it's looking kind of sad. and a good times that we had are all forgotten. no one can remember a happy place. dreams turn to nightmares restless hours of sleep. fearing the inevitablebe forever dream forever sleep. do you liy quietly at night weeping to l yourself. do you seek a change and happy life for yourself. A roosters a rooster a hen a hen. that chicken it was don't matter in the end. cuz when you're gone the egg is only thing you have left.