The Grave

Ms. Mary Anne lives two doors down,

She smokes her feelings and drinks her problems down,

She’s had a hard life this i know,

I just sit back and I watch the show,

It’ll catch up to her, one of these days,

Please don’t judge, cause judging’s for when they put you in the grave

Crooked politician, smokes his cigar,

His wife’s home alone, while he’s at the bar.

He cheats on her, this she knows,

She don’t mind cause he buys her nice clothes,

It’ll catch up to them, one of these days,

Please don’t judge, cause judging’s for when they put you in the grave

I ain’t gonna lie, I ain’t no saint myself,

Cause I’ve drank and smoked and cussed,

Oh and I have raised some hell.

It’ll catch up to me, one of these days,

Please don’t judge, cause judging’s for when they put you in the grave

It’ll catch up to us, one of these days,

Please don’t judge, cause judging’s for when they put you in the grave