The Golden Rule - Wisdom In Chains

Hot summer days in New York City

What a strange way to make a living

Waste a whole day just to stack a couple pennies

Now I’m stepping over bums and I feel no pity

Off to the bus stop standing in line

Pushing and shoving trying to take what’s mine

I’m gonna get yours first if I can help it

If no one’s gonna give it to you help yourself

I’m staring at faces feeling distrust

Don’t touch me or I’ll fuck you up

It’s a cold world when you only do for yourself

Give me more man, give me more

They’re always after my blood

They wanna drain every last drop from me

They wanna stomp on my heart

And tear me all apart

Until I’m breathing no more

They’re trying to rob me blind

They’re trying to steal my sanity lately

They wanna steal my peace

They wanna steal my soul

And leave me rotting in a hole

I come home from a hard day’s work

And it’s waiting for me in my living room

Eyes open, sit down with your hands up

This is a jack move

Be easy just give it up slow

Give it to me or I’ll give it unto you

You can’t fool with the golden rule

In a crowd that don’t play fair

They’re always after my blood

They wanna drain every last drop from me

They wanna stomp on my heart

And tear me all apart

Until I’m breathing no more

They’re trying to rob me blind

They’re trying to steal my sanity lately

They wanna steal my peace

They wanna steal my soul

And leave me rotting in a hole

They try to trick me on the TV

They try to get me on the radio

It’s all lies and they know it

How’d we forget the golden rule?

Billboards on the highway

Newspapers printing fiction

Rewriting our history

How’d we forget the golden rule?

It’s so easy

There’s nothing to it

How’d we forget the golden rule?

It’s so simple

It makes so much sense

How’d we forget the golden rule?