Rest In Peace "The General" ...

When he was younger he could rumble like a hurricane

And leave you lying with a hunger for some novocaine

Hit the switch on the lights in a heartbeat

Just like your worst nightmare with a mean streak

But all the talent and the money's only gonna breed

Every Queen every King you're ever gonna need

And they'll be nothing of the man and the legacy

By the time that they get through

Every time you close your eyes you see your memory

'Boy you dream a lot'

Cause you're really not that man you used to be

When he was younger he could rumble like a hurricane

But now he stands out like a puddle in the pouring rain

Trying hard to chase an ever fading memory

Before the days of grace are never gonna be

So gather round and buy a ticket for the funeral

Bring your camera and flowers for the general

Sit around and reminise about the glory days

Every time you close your eyes you see your memory

'Boy you dream a lot'

Cause you're really not that man you used to be

Every time you close your eyes you see your memory

'Boy you dream a lot'

Cause you're really not that man that people see

I bet it was that mouth that got you that nose.

The unlucky are nothing more than a frame of reference for the lucky. You are unlucky, so I may know that I am. Unfortunately the lucky never realizes they are lucky until it's too late. Take yourself for instance; yesterday you were better off than you are off today but it took today for you to realize it. But today has arrived and it's too late. You see? People are never happy with what they have. They want what they had, or what others have. The grass is always greener on the other side.