Some Faces

Some faces Some faces Some faces Nothing's going places too long to take sight Walking in those alleys Some faces Through the dark and through the light Through that light Some faces Those chicks get smaller almost every day Lightning faces small time places Some faces Checking faces places every night In a lonely night I hate it Some faces Most kids can’t find any current ties Will they live it up? Some faces So they might find that they can climb And give it up? Some faces They spin and spin, and hit and hit To get in tight Some faces Maybe too tight? Oh, I don't know Will I give it up? I hate it Some faces All by myself, living up to me For encouragement Some faces Will it go as planned, will he lift up his hand? Shaking all his arms Some faces He takes a drive, a long, long drive Up to that smoke Some faces Smoking that hash, in someone's stash He can’t give it up He hates it I hate it