As he sang,
"Ain't nothing wrong with doing wrong"
I felt my stomach jump
I love the sound of the song
But I always believed
A man can't find any piece of mind
When he runs all-day-long
Sowing sorrow
With his hands

But the words,
"Ain't nothing wrong with doing wrong"
Aren't to cheer the liar
Cherish instead, the secret
The taboo and rude
A man can live outside the norm
Throwing norms
To the winds