I was a street bum
I was a convict
I was a migrant
A job with no name
I lived off felonies
And unconvincing lies
When I was hopeless
Hungry and despised
For the first shall be last
And the last shall be first
Need no metaphors
Need no parables
Human beings are animals
Magnificent and terrible
Alpha and Omega are but
Shifting points of view
Do unto others
Before others do to you
For the first shall be last
And the last shall be first
I am a husband now I am a father I am a rescue pet As sweet as any other I've got a job with no name I am an artist Somedays it's hard to say Which part of life was hardest
For the first shall be last
And the last shall be first
For the first shall be last
And the last shall be first