Jalapenos

Well, it seems like more and more, were being stifled All them colorful words, I once used, are wrong So, before we lose our free speech, and our rifles Allow me to elaborate, in this song Life ain't like a, bowl of cherries There's too little laughter, and too much sorrow It's more like a jar, of jalapenos What you do, and say today It don't go away, and stay It'll just come back, and burn your ass tomorrow I've heard them politicians, empty promises All their views just put mine, to the test They put me down, for thinkin 'bout girls And singin 'bout Jesus Hey I'm just a heterosexual, white boy, Methodist Life ain't like, a bowl of cherries There's too little laughter, and too much sorrow It's more like a jar, of jalapenos 'Cause what you do, and say today It don't go away, and stay It'll just come back, and burn your ass, tomorrow Now, there's a complicated question On the worlds most brilliant minds It's being asked by everybody From Obama, to Glenn Beck They all want to know, why there's a warning On them little blue pills When there aint no such thing, as being too direct Oh, what the heck Life ain't like, a bowl of cherries There's too little laughter, and too much sorrow It's more like a jar, of jalapenos 'Cause what you do, and say today It don't go away, and stay It'll just come back, and burn your ass, tomorrow 'Cause what you do, and say today, It don't go away, and stay It'll just come back, and burn your ass, tomorrow That's right, ask Bill Clinton, John Edwards Tiger Woods, and Bernie Madoff