Haste makes waste and fends Away my wasted friends But it don't put you on top of the world The very rule it bends says that every Party ends....with a good guy Or a loser & a girl I've walked out on deals And I've rolled away on wheels To the peace no man reveals his honest Tongue But now my time has come and this injustice Won't be done On the earth the way they're doin' it in heaven If you weren't so December I would not have to be a coat If you weren't such a river I would not be this kind of boat And I don't feel like, feel like, feel like Rowing away.... More than many times I've committed minor crimes Eluded straight & narrow lines For easy livin' If I don't look like much....call me stubborn I wont budge, accept me Jesus Or give back what I have given