Put a lock on your heart
If it’s love that you’re about
Put a chain on your brain
To keep the wisdom out
Put a muffler on your spirit
Put a damper on your soul
Put blinders on your eyes
To the beggars on the dole
It isn’t necessary
To plan your future right
Life’s just so mercenary
Like flying Franklin’s kite
If lightning doesn’t strike you
As you muddle through the day
Your luck is bound to smite you
As you didn’t earn your pay
