Yella - Citizen Cope

What happened to this small forgotten town

Where words use to carry the weight

And silence wasn’t drowned

Everybody left for a better life downtown

And the baseball rolls slowly off the pitcher’s mound

As I stood in the batter’s box once they struck me out

I showed a sign a weakness and I swung my bat

And the fire that once burned yella turned to ash

Then Sir Lawrence of Philadelphia gave me some facts

And they lifted the weight of Olympus off my back

Sometimes when you lose my friend you win

Why does it end the good times when the good times just begin

Fortunes have nowhere left to spend

Everybody’s differences have a common ground

We let ourselves get in the way of our leaps and bounds

And you’ve shown a sign of weakness when you lack

And the fire that once burned yella turned to ash

And the fortress you built around you one day will crash

And will lift the weight of Olympus right off your back