Twenty-Four-Centro-matic

Johnson Well, I never felt this way at twenty-four With the fiends and ghouls and darkness at my door But I can substantiate that you're my friend. I will try to leave all my suspicious ways And the presence of my demons every day Things you might not want to know anyway. And they might just complicate This new life that we create But I'm trying every day. To improve and not conform Stick with what we're fighting for Like the simple times before, at twenty-four. There are cowards that our public has elected Killers, thieves and things that I could never be And I never claimed perfection but seriously. You can bet they'll chalk it up to their religion You can bet they won't acknowledge you or me Dirty deeds in SUV's, that ain't me. So I'm calling all the ones that I have loved Heroes, confidants and all my enemies Hold it strong a little longer, that's the key. And for you that stood beside, be at beginning And for you that might escort me to my end This is my humble salute to you, my friend. And they might just complicate The world that we create But I'm trying every day. To improve and not conform Stick with what we're fighting for Like the simple times before, at twenty-four.