From the recording All In Due Time

Written by: Todd Brown

Lyrics

It's 4:30 out in the morning,
Come on girl, where are you?
Be a thousand places you could be,
But I got better shit to do.

So, guess I'll see you to it.
See you up and down the street.
Some say "you might lose your mind here,"
Others say "you could get free."
Some say "it's the end of days,"
Others say "we're in a riff."
Your mind's nothing but a glass house,
and I got fuck-tons of brick.

Another day, a dollar, a trick,
Another one found in a ditch.
Fate's cruel hand is upon us,
While other's look away and get rich.
Now I hate to say to you son,
I know the time will come.
You'll feel the weight of the world,
And no you can't turn and run.

So, guess I'll see you to it.
See you up and down the street.
Some say "you might lose your mind here,"
Others say "you could get free."
Some say "it's the end of days,"
Others say "we're in a riff."
Some say "your mind's a glass house,"
and I got fuck-tons of brick.

So guess I'll see you to it,
Make sure that you get paid.
When someone's in front of you,
Make 'em get out of the way.
Let's just be clear now,
Nobody wants a fight.
My time here's almost up,
Go ahead and read last rites.

All that I've known and all that I've learned.
Be yourself and don't get burned.
All that I've known and all that I've learned.
Be yourself and don't get burned.
All that I've known and all that I've learned.
Be yourself and don't get burned.