Countersuit

Countersuit against the restaurant dude
Accusing you of everything you never did do
Some people find it easier to dish it out to others
Than eat it themselves and pay for their mothers
Put up your dukes and always try to tell the truth
Dressing up a lie in white don't make it right
Don't ask why you gotta eat a humble pie
Just be a good sport and an upright guy

The Golden Rule, the king of the fools
Try to be impressive but you fall in the pool
Jumping Jack Flash, running out of gas
Living like you're graded on a curve
But you fail or you pass

Damage control, is your heart getting cold
Kneeling at the altar trying-a sell out your soul
Saturday women and a forty-dollar steak
Sunday morning singing high praise
Proving that you're no more than a paperback kid
Wearing on your collar that fraternity bid
But counting a keg stand don't make you a real man
Looking in hindsight, you'll understand

The Golden Rule, the king of the fools
Try to be impressive but you fall in the pool
Jumping Jack Flash, running out of gas
Living like you're graded on a curve
But you fail or you pass

The Golden Rule, the king of the fools
Try to be impressive but you fall in the pool
Jumping Jack Flash, running out of gas
Living like you're graded on a curve



Credits
Writer(s): Kyle Claude Jahnke, Robert Andrew Baxter
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