Life can lift you up
At the same time drag you down
Have you drink from its sippy cup
Then pour you all out on the ground

Life can be real rough
While smooth along the edge
Cook you up way past well done
Then deep fry what is left

Life can spin you left
Till you're not sure what is right
Like a genie in a bottle
Rub you wrong then ***** the lid on tight

Life can be a Sunday walk
All the way up to the end
Or a fairy tale where the frog
Never gets kissed into a prince

Life can be a breeze
That blows with ease or a hurricane
Choose any one of these
Life has your number and knows your name