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There is a time and then there is a place
And a town filled with crazy god lovers
While the quiet rest in this quietness
The unjust paint souvenirs from the battlefields
Changing hands is the money of retired
Acute like all good pushers and shovers
For the meek and the alas alone
There is a kindness in everything unknown
There is a wreck resting on every ocean floor
And a winner in all of these long wars
Just as every sad boy
Loves the sound of skin
Breaking up and splitting
Dear fathers we should hide our razors
Donât sing sad sad songs
If you are not such a sad sad fellow
Donât go breaking all the rules
iI you are weak or yellow
Donât go kissing all the girls
If you donât want to make them proud
Donât go messing up your life
With the dreams you had as a lad
Donât go laughing at funerals
They are a time set aside for those to mourn
Donât make fun of the frail and hungry
It is not their fault they are born
Donât drive home if you have had too much to drink
This is a time to say what is on your mind
Donât regret the experiences you have had
They have molded you over time
Donât throw plates and glasses or insults
As our illusions will easily shatter
Donât cry wolf too many times
people will not care when it really matters
DPonât get angry at the little things
Remain lethargic and you will get through
Donât have children they only get depressed
And hate everything you do.