He went away without a message goodbye
everyone thought him dead or worse
this rebel soul who had no care
a blessing to this world as much as a curse
went from working class
calused hands and aching back
to wearing 24 karrot gold pinky rings
and driving brand new cadilacs
the day he returned
the town went wild
thought it to be a brand new toy
with a brand new style
but when they were ready
to beat him down ,no slack
they saw his face give a wink at them
and they thanked God he was back
He was never a follower
a leader in boots
shaved head and fred perrys
the most ruthless of the crew
bairing the most scars
from fights that he was in
he always cam out bloody
but he always claimed the win
a hero to many
enemy to most none
all he needed were his two fists
no need for a gun
from wearing boots and braces
to wearing Armani suits in black
they never blinked a harmful glaire
they all were happy he was back
He bought out the police force
he gathered up his old mates
gave 'em all help
to get ahead in the race
he brought in a business
that gave the whole town a boost
gave jobs to the homeless
and a house for them to roost
"this town's name is changing"
he said to the crowd gathered round
"we're naming this city after me"
"because now i won this town"
"You see, i had to come back
after the luck i ran into"
"and help out my mates"
"who had always helped me through"
this man had no worries
and the town feared for no attack
they knew they were all fine
when they saw he was back