Even raucous generations
All somehow wind up to say
Back in the day
Was a better way
And that spiral taking this world
Now straight to gates of hell
Can't you feel the flame
It's too late to pray
Remember times when the colors were brighter
And streets were filled with easy rhyme
It is still that way
If you ask about it
Kid who's flying
Five stairs at one time
When the eyeball of mad cockroach
Is your only guiding light
Through the dark of the day
Through the dark of the day
There might be a misalignment
With sun worshiping kind
Hali hali ho
But no hali hey
All somehow wind up to say
Back in the day
Was a better way
And that spiral taking this world
Now straight to gates of hell
Can't you feel the flame
It's too late to pray
Remember times when the colors were brighter
And streets were filled with easy rhyme
It is still that way
If you ask about it
Kid who's flying
Five stairs at one time
When the eyeball of mad cockroach
Is your only guiding light
Through the dark of the day
Through the dark of the day
There might be a misalignment
With sun worshiping kind
Hali hali ho
But no hali hey
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