Shake The Dust

This is for the fat boys.  This is for the nerds and the geeks and the chumps.  This is for the hobo sittin on the curb with a tin cup.  Shake the dust.  This is for the children with no food to eat in the morning cuz their daddy don't come home at night.  This is for the people who get uptight over grammar mistakes in my last sentence.  This is for the circus acrobats.  This is for the girls that dress this way cuz they need to look that way cuz without lookin a certain way there ain't no way they're gonna think they amount to somethin.  This is for the friends that get used and abused and refused.  Shake the dust.  Shake because ever since you've been born, you've been standin in your own grave.  Shake because every time you get insulted, hurt, torn up, and ripped into pieces there are people tryin to bury you.  They're throwin dust, and it's hittin you.  But shake it off and pat it down.  Keep on shakin until you are out of the grave, no more insults, no more dust.  You're dirty, but you're alive.