No Short-Cut, Don't Jump the Queue

My friends, pay attention,

Lips of women are sweet as honey.

Their kisses are smooth as olive oil.

But, they leave you with bitterness and pain.

Remember, no short-cut, don't jump the queue.

Listen to wisdom and insight,

They will direct you through your way.

Wickedness will lead you to road of death.

You won't realize what happens.

My friends, no short-cut, don't jump the queue.

Your friends will gain respect of you,

Your prophecy will be taken to unknown.

Your children will be taken to orphanage.

You will be on your deathbed flesh eaten away.

My friends, no short-cut, don't jump the queue.

My brothers learn from others,

As iron sharpens the other iron.

There is time and season for everything.

Be faithful to yourself, listen and don't forget.

My friends, no short-cut, don't jump the queue.