by Ginger Baker

Don't take the wrong direction passing through

Instead of deep reflection of what's true,

For it's a combination of judgments made by you

That cause a deep dejection all the way through.

No relaxation, no conversation, no variation

In a very dark blue, blue condition.

Early rising every day.

You must be enterprising in your way,

For you will hear no laughter, nor see the sun;

Life would be one disaster all the way through.

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