If only you’d listen

People will always have something to say
Those who will praise, will. Those who wouldn’t, will not
Even dead men’s deeds come to lips to play

There’s a lot more to you, you’re an array
Of everything you want, you’re all you’ve got
People will always have something to say

Eat, kiss, love for you, don’t forget to slay
What has been done is gone, leave it to rot
Even dead men deeds come to lips to play

If they are hungry, serve them a buffet
Of your success without them in the plot
People will always have something to say

The circle should be small, limit your slot
Inhale good vigour and be sure to spray
Even dead men deeds come to lips to play

Quit worrying about people who shouldn’t stay
Pay yourself attention, tie peace a knot
People will always have something to say
Even dead men deeds come to lips to play

Wildkhard [TA]