Don’t expect any favors,
too few are busy finding answers.
Never sooner, it’s always later.
Too many are busy watching actors.
They say they believe in Jesus.
He’s too busy finding lost sheep.
He’s not tending to us.
They never give, they’re too cheap.
Truth is what they say it is.
Red will now become blue.
It’s actually come down to this.
I wish the many, were the few.