Legacy Lyrics

December 61.

My dads wages light.

Still on that salary

We, all four, could sleep tight.



Right now if you drank from

That very same well,

Youd need a run of luck

To score a bed in a trick hotel.



Is this the legacy of

Too much for too few

That I see?

The kind of legacy thats

Tossin some good men

To their knees.



The great societys

Maligned concrete cage

Sits dead and vacant now -

At least it kept out rain.



With all those corners cut

The cracks grow wide and near.

I heard some cash was saved

But where its gone aint clear..



Who goes down next I dont know.

I dont know nothin anymore.

Tomorrows legacy thats

Layin in state

Awaits reprieve.



I always thought that when a man goes down

You do your best to pick him up.

But how can the milk of kindness trickle down

When its syphoned off and cheats the cup?