There's still time - there's still time to change the road
There's still times to change the road
Yes there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run,
There's still time to change the road you're on.
Yes there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run,
There's still time to change the road you're on.
(There's still time to change the road)
Heres a little story about a boy named Richie, Richie came from a rich home, quite nifty,
Richie was rich but he's soul quite empty, hes parents bought everything he was spoilt plenty but,
Still something was wrong inside the mind of he's, he was spaced out attracted to fine violence, he would listen to Beethoven and play the violin, sometimes sat in he's room in greatier silence,
Close hes eyelids and picture the desires of burning fires and hurting the kids in he's choir,
There was no sign of friends he was tired, of being sick and tired of being hit by Mickeal,
So one day he buys a gun, two for the price of one, goes to school to have a little bit of fun,
In the middle of the caféteria where all the kids are, he looks around and thinks should he do something this bizzare.
Yes there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on
Yes there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on
(There's still time to change the road)
Here's another story about a boy named Cory
Cory was the opposite of Richie, he was poor, see
He was poor and they couldn't afford heat
But they would have food on the table every morning
Step in his shoes to feel his little sore feet
He slept on the floor, tucked under his little torn sheets
Mommy worked and daddy was sipping forties
Mommy was too busy to spend a minute with Cory
See, mommy had two jobs just to barely support him
And daddy was too drunk, so he always ignored him
He's sick of it, he wishes he lived in a mansion
He wishes he was rich and was fitted in fashion
He went to school and rich kids would always harass him
They picked on him and spit on him you couldn't imagine
But this time Cory brought a gat and mad as a madman
In the cafeteria thinking should he just blast them?
Yes there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on
Yes there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on
(There's still time to change the road)
Richie's in the cafeteria chewing on his bubble gum
He's having racing thoughts, everyone's in trouble son
Looking at the clock, time is ticking he can hear the tock
Waiting for the perfect time to strike, he's getting very hot
Cory's in the cafeteria thinking when to pop his Glock
And he just heard somebody's gum just pop
He turns around and sees a nervous little rich boy
Looking paranoid, sweating bullets all annoyed
Now they both get up - it's game time
They both reach for their guns at the same time
Richie looks at Cory, Cory looks at Richie
Cory yells to Richie, "Are you insane?
I would kill to be rich!" "That's what you think
My life isn't as it seems, I don't feel pain!"
Yes there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on
Yes there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on
Yes there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on
Yes there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on
(There's still time to change the road)
There's still time to change the road
There's still time to change the road
There's still time to change the road
There's still time to change the road
There's still time to change the road