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The world is not a happy place,
The people in it arenât all nice,
Thereâs danger looking everywhere
And there are snakes in paradise.
You have to work it out, somehow,
Throughout giving you advice,
Donât listen to a word I say,
Who thought you, son, to trust that way?
The world is not a pretty place,
The people in it couldnât care,
What trusting men and women do,
Will make allowances for you.
You have to work it out somehow,
Find a way and muscle through.
For you will find as I have found
Thereâs no one whoâll take care of you.
That way lies in madness and despair,
I can tell you Iâve been there.
The world is not an easy place,
Learn to swim or else you drown.
Thereâs poison in the drinking cup,
Where cynicism knows no boundaries.
And youâll find beauty everywhere,
It isnât easy to ignore,
Though you will find some solace there,
Of pointless beauty child, beware.
In righteousness, for glory sake,
Turn on your heal from your mistakes.
Donât listen to a word they say,
Who thought you, son, to trust that way?