One Shot - Mad Caddies

Poor man cry out to his God

He’s dying and hungry

Rich man have a heart attack

Worrying about his money

He alienates himself from his family

And points the blame in some other direction

The other never had no one

He only needed affection

From one end of the world

To another, I hear them say

They need to find a piece of inner protection

A remedy to take their hurt away

In their on minds they failed

You see them fallen

One shot left at redemption

Has got them calling