Everything I Do Is Wrong

Eating breadfruits mashed, baked or in fries

Viewing TV until sleepy eyes

Every opportunity chatting with a friend

Reading messages with no obvious end

Yelling across the street to say hello

Turning on and listening to my favorite call in Radio

Honesty my only way although many don’t care

If the pleasing things are the things they only hear

Never smoked, got drunk, use illegal drugs or curse

Got no vices, disgusting habits or anything worse

I don’t go to any form of racing, I don’t agree

Doing something so life threatening should ever be

Our way of entertainment but to each his own

I’d rather distant myself from danger thrills and be alone

So with all I do to try to be me

Why do people seem always to disagree

Reproving my way like I walk in darkness

Or like my way is evil and theirs is best

No matter what I do, with some we’ll never get along

Got some people that say Everything I Do Is Wrong