I try to keep my head up, and still keep from gettin wet up/You know it's funny when it rains it pours

It's gonna take the man in me to conquer this insanity/It seems tha rain'll never let up

They got money for wars, but can't feed the poor/Say there ain't no hope for the youth and the truth is/it ain't no hope for tha future

And in the end it seems I'm headin for tha pen/I try and find my friends, but they're blowin in the wind

people struggle, people fight for the simple pleasures in their lives but trouble comes from everywhere it's a little more than you can bear

I want to seize fate by the throat.

Give a soldier an anvil, just a hunk of metal, and drive him out into the desert and leave him. In two weeks - when you go to get him, the anvil will be broken.