The Lord's Rest
Said my Daddy can beat your daddy.
In your home, the good die young,
They're tickled pink.
It don't hold no
No candle to the lovin' cup,
The Christmas time.
We all live
The high life,
We ain't comin' down.
A certain day has been set
And it's called "Today"
(Today with a capital "T.")
Fire will test the realness of each man's work.