EASY STREET
Some say there is an easy street
A place where you can pretend.
Having anything you want
Not careing how much we spend.
So I'm looking for the maps
To these roads we want to take,
And live the life on easy street
A choice that we will make.
This place, they call it wonderful
Just imagine what lies ahead,
Traveling down this easy street
No road signs to be read.
But just a little warning
Even as we pretend,
A life that's lived on easy street
Will have It's own....dead end.
A place where you can pretend.
Having anything you want
Not careing how much we spend.
So I'm looking for the maps
To these roads we want to take,
And live the life on easy street
A choice that we will make.
This place, they call it wonderful
Just imagine what lies ahead,
Traveling down this easy street
No road signs to be read.
But just a little warning
Even as we pretend,
A life that's lived on easy street
Will have It's own....dead end.
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