It's not too late to read the writing that's on the wall politics
On a bathroom stall it's not so easy to be a righteous
Man with a ticking time bomb in the palm of my hand

Got to give it all 'til there's nothing left to give
'til there's no life left to live got to breathe
This breath 'til there's nothing left they tell me
Sleep is the cousin to death

Now I'm looking for a smile in a read cup tap
Another keg full of beer boy she don't know
What she's afraid of tell her she's got nothing to fear
Now that I'm looking for a smile in a red cup tap
Another keg full of beer boy her tears
Are streaking her makeup I've got to get it right from here

It's not too late to read the writing that's
On the wall revolution on a bathroom stall
It's not so easy to be a natural man with all this money
In the palm of my hand got to give it all
'til there's nothing left to give
'til there's no life left to live got to breathe
This breath 'til there's nothing left
I tell you sleep is the cousin to death

Now I'm looking for a smile in a read cup tap another keg
Full of beer boy she don't know what she's afraid of tell her
She's got nothing to fear now that I'm looking for a smile
In a red cup tap another keg full of beer boy
Her tears are streaking her makeup
I've got to get it right from here