They Get Wise To The Jive by John Tzikas

 

They Get Wise to the Jive

 

 

 

They get wise to the jive

 

They get wise to the jive

 

That keeps them alive

 

That keeps them alive

 

 

 

Too many people these days are experts in psychology

 

Qualified to burn you in the first degree, are you brave

 

Enough to diagnose me, all the sparrows and the cowards

 

Must dread working really hard to earn their daily bread

 

 

 

I’m trying to rest you see

 

I am a depression sleeper

 

A damn perpetual weeper

 

I am not my brothers keeper

 

 

 

I guess I must be a mental case, I have visited tons of places

 

Where the atmosphere was as thick as toxic soup, the more

 

You digest it the more you learn to detest it, some with coin

 

To invest are either sick in bed or sick in the head, which one

 

 

 

Are you my long lost friend, which one are you my long lost friend

 

Your life is run amok  by men who have no face to show the crowd,

 

Nobody can pinpoint why they act so proud, I think its because the

 

Hype surrounding their importance is a little loud, keep the noise down

 

 

 

I’m trying to rest you see

 

I am a depression sleeper

 

A damn perpetual weeper

 

I am not my brothers keeper

 

 

 

Lets chalk it up to the fact living

 

In the modern world makes you

 

Humble really fast, but the tough

 

Guys just never seem to crumble

 

 

 

They get wise to the jive

 

They get wise to the jive

 

That keeps them alive

 

That keeps them alive