He never has a helpful word to say
And even when he's right, he's really wrong.
He never brightens anybody's day.
He mumbles out the same old tired song.
While suffering alone, he lashes out
His hatred falls on deaf and reasoned ears.
Within himself, nobody hears him shout
He's left alone to live out his last years.
And when he's dead his legacy will be
Nothing more than his bitterness and bile.
His grave-site will become an empty sea,
Eternity in hell his endless mile.
Don't shed a tear for this uncaring fool.
He never cared to learn the Golden Rule
And even when he's right, he's really wrong.
He never brightens anybody's day.
He mumbles out the same old tired song.
While suffering alone, he lashes out
His hatred falls on deaf and reasoned ears.
Within himself, nobody hears him shout
He's left alone to live out his last years.
And when he's dead his legacy will be
Nothing more than his bitterness and bile.
His grave-site will become an empty sea,
Eternity in hell his endless mile.
Don't shed a tear for this uncaring fool.
He never cared to learn the Golden Rule