What People Are Made Of

Rag weed tall better hope that his ladder donít crack

Or heíll hit the ground low, hard and out of his back

At the battle at the bottom of the ocean, well the dead

do rise

You need proof I got proof at the surface you can watch

em float by

Way in back of the room, there sits a cage

Inside itís a clock that you can win if you can guess its age

Which you never can do cuz the time it constantly changes

For luck or lack

I guess that is the saying

On the first page of the book of blue it read

"If you read this page, than that'll be your death"

By then it was too late

And you wound up on an island of shells and bones that

bodies had left

And the one thing you taught me

ëbout human beings was this

They ain't made of nothiní but water and shit