Once upon a time, everything I thought of
Somehow seemed to rhyme
The wise were always old
And the young were always showed
But very early on, I was spun a different yarn
Tried to get along, just by knowing right from wrong
The best offer is a helping hand
Everyone needs a promised land
And whether you're young or old
Never ever let yourself get put on hold
I would sit on grandpa's knee just to wear his hat
And listen to the tales
From his world of make believe
As the child comes of age, leave him alone
To turn the page
Luck is the spine a broken promise of another's mind
Straight goods really are what money cannot buy
Choose your side, and walk with pride
There's no reward for suicide
Somehow seemed to rhyme
The wise were always old
And the young were always showed
But very early on, I was spun a different yarn
Tried to get along, just by knowing right from wrong
The best offer is a helping hand
Everyone needs a promised land
And whether you're young or old
Never ever let yourself get put on hold
I would sit on grandpa's knee just to wear his hat
And listen to the tales
From his world of make believe
As the child comes of age, leave him alone
To turn the page
Luck is the spine a broken promise of another's mind
Straight goods really are what money cannot buy
Choose your side, and walk with pride
There's no reward for suicide