Lyrics

“Yer Rules”

How would you judge a man to be a better man than the rest?
What kind of yardstick would you use?
Looks and charm and style have garnished many a fool,
So how would you choose if you didn’t have your rules?

How can you take a man to be a better man than his word,
As you scoff at other men who speak the truth?
The truth exists for all to stand and make the grade.
But you’ve got your rules, yeah you worship your golden rules.

How many eyes must look, and ears must listen, when you talk?
How many people have to run so that you can walk?
Check the time Bossman, make sure we punch the clock,
But don’t feed me your rules. Don’t feed me your golden rules.



© 2007 John Gazzano