Testo Kid Can't Catch A Break

He worked long days in the yard, lifted that bread to his mouth, without shield how could he deflect the bullets, but he figured it out. No shame, throwing his fears all away. Insane, to those who can't/won't lead the way. Don't say, that he was mean he never complains, lo and behold he's gonna work the water, work the flame. Cause kid can't catch a break, and he's about to take, citizen nose-bleed karma cleats, up and down this city's streets, wake up in the morning with a pumping chest, you must confess that kid can't catch a break. On the bus, face aches face pouts, salutes away, all catholic doubt, he lights a fire, around his house, hands off Tommy, his paper route. No shame, throwing his fears all away. Insane, to those who can't/won't lead the way. Don't say, that he was mean he never complains, lo and behold he's gonna work the water, work the flame. Cause kid can't catch a break, and he's about to take, citizen nose-bleed karma cleats, up and down this city's streets, wake up in the morning with a pumping chest, you must confess that kid can't catch a break. LALALALALALALALALALALALALALALA.