Foxholes, Potholes, and Grand Canyons
Did you ever imagine what life would be like
Where every day would be one of ease
The people you meet were so nice to you
And everyone always said please
There isn't a day like that we all know
Cause each person has problems you see
Its the ones that let their troubles abound
Piling way up over the years
For they disagree with their brother
They fight with their sister too!
Squabble and argue till they're blue in the face
While making old stuff new
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