Write these words for a lost inspiration
Ain't that a barrel full of laughs
Work you arse off to put crumbs on the table
But they fall hungry on your lap
Whatever became of the seed
That once grew in your hand
And the dirt where your fingers did bleed
Has all rushed to your head
But you won't
No, no, no you won't
You won't make a fool out of me
Purse strings break, they're not made of elastic
And I'm no puppet on your shelf
You won't sing when this singer is songless
I'm not a notch on your fat belt
For green is the heart for your greed
That much I can tell
You may think you're the captain of me
But I'm your coffin ship from hell
But you won't
No, no, no you won't
You won't make a fool out of me
No, no, no you won't
You won't make a fool out of me
So I'll drag these bones across the earth
With the dead I'll never sleep
Where I'll haunt your for a thousand years
Without breath you'll never breath
For an empty shell your gave will fill
Alas for evermore
But you won't
No, no, no you won't
You won't make a fool out of me
Bite the hand that fed you from nothing
Get that monkey off your back
Empty lives bring false celebrations
That's not my meaning of success
For green is the heard of your greed
That much I can tell
But you won't
No, no, no you won't
You won't make a fool out of me
Writer(s): George Schwindt, Bridget Regan, Robert Schmidt, Dennis Casey, Nathen Maxwell, David King
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