Robert Johnson Howard - Right of Way

Wake up wash down get yourself to school
Straighten up your act
Don't be played like a fool
You got to make the grades, or they'll send you off to war
But I've been lied to a hundred times before

Cheerleader knee socks tight shirt she rocks
Like I need a bimbo to tell me I'm no cool
Cold sweat regret I'm putting on the moves
But she don't care about the golden rule

I'm gonna make a stand, defend my right of way
And if that don't work, you better get down and pray

The bully boy is coming he's gonna take my money
He don't really hate me, just got to dominate me
Why you want to do what you do that you're doing
What goes around comes around, flies back to you

Too old to be a boy, too young to be a man
Why do you think it's fun just to see me come undone
Do the tears on my face make the world a better place
I should turn and run but I think I'll get a gun

I'm gonna make a stand, defend my right of way
And if that don't work, you better get down and pray

I'm gonna make a stand, defend my right of way
And if that don't work, you better get down and pray
I'm gonna make a stand, defend my right of way
And if that don't work, you better get down and pray
And if that don't work, you better get down and pray
And if that don't work, you better get down and pray
And if that don't work, you better get down and pray

Written by:
Robert Howard

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