The Down Side

You though we’re playing around,

But they came that sound,

Down the street you ran around,

Until you see the sound,

It’s coming after ya,

Like a train, flying at ya

We have heard it,

But you’ve hurt it,

This is the down side

To playing around,

Without good will,

You’ll be out

This is the down side,

To where you find life,

In this hillside,

Your but a small life,

This is the down side,

To rig up your hate side,

But now we see the down side,

To playing on this hillside.