Take a right on mainstreet
And turn into unfamiliar territory once again
Pops always said take it like a man
Like a man I took it
Into this dark, unclear space I rode into, with a can-do attitude
Letting nothing block my path
Staying two steps ahead, avoiding any set backs
I had a place to be
Commitments to fulfill
Promises to not be broken
Flying on by in that cherry red convertible
Dragging a stream of color behind it, brightening up the place a bit
Suddenly came a bump in the road
The life pulled out of my tires and spit into this strange abyss
The dangers surrounding the safety of my little red car made me think for but a moment
Do I ignore my promises, and head home, out of the danger?
Or be a man, and revitalize Old Red
Men never turn back, physically or on a promise
And a man I choose to be

Disappointment
Is all us city folk felt, as the king's head was raised in plain sight
For we thought 'we have won no fight'
This assumption we were right to fear
Pain and suffering was all you could here
The land was seemingly worse, far as the eye could see
Through absolution and divine right, he simply wouldn't let us be
To the block, chop off his ******* head!
But what does it solve? Look at where we are now, even with the last king dead
Disappointed, sulking in our own disappointment
In the path to happiness, ****** will never make a dent.