Ant Smith

This Life

Original Sin

There is no word, the opposite to sin

I guess then it's rare, to do the right thing

But then again maybe, maybe perhaps

It's a sense of forgiving society lacks

Try as you might with your virtuous acts

Angels and devils will hound you in packs

For if original sin is never paid back

You never can then, escape from the trap

So enjoy those wet things, stand proud and erect

Take heart when you find you're sinking in debt

Take a day off from work when you wake feeling wrecked

Let the celibate frugal be fooled unto death

Do just enough to get by in their world

Don't buy into futures that no one has earned

Don't beat yourself up with their shitty stick

Vice is the key to unlocking their trick

There is no word, the opposite to sin

It's inescapable then, if you buy in.

This Life