by Richard Dames (Endless Naps)
Verse:
I will break the world apart
Just to take it all to heart
I have seen those clouded skies
As obscene as doubted highs
I am the pain feed cynic
Born from a brain dead gimmick
I am the epiphany
Of those without sympathy
Those who are not the nicest
Because when life entices
That often leads to crisis
Misguiding all that’s righteous
So this story, I’ve told it
But never sugar coated
Chorus:
This is the bread and butter
Of those bred in the gutter
It is a show without frills
Where all people know are skills
This is the bread and butter
Of those bred in the gutter
Verse:
I will break the world apart
Just to take it all to heart
And play these cards so correct
Just as they are in the deck
They say cause of the sun’s rays
I know how every gun sprays
Or I belong with Uncle Tom
‘Cause my norm ain’t on CD-Rom
Votes for stations on the roof
None for nations in the booth
Every American idol
Is an American idle
But this story, I’ve told it
And never sugar coated
Chorus:
This is the bread and butter
Of those bred in the gutter
It is a show without frills
Where all people know are skills
This is the bread and butter
Of those bred in the gutter
Verse:
I will break the world apart
Just to take, it all to heart
These remains look so worthless
But my brain can converts this
With the help of a ball point
I build from every small joint
Till the coward in a fellow
Burns with an empowered yellow
Mixed with the feelings so blue
That only green ever comes through
The once closed door in now open
And now everyone wants what’s broken
So this story I’ve told it
But never sugar coated
Chorus:
This is the bread and butter
Of those bred in the gutter
It is a show without frills
Where all people know are skills
This is the bread and butter
Of those bred in the gutter