Our Friends the Consuls appreciate Us.
They receive us with Justice on their Lips.
Yet they won't speak it they presume as much.
It's useless to be a Poet, Useless,
Who wants to hear of the evidence, huh?
THat's not painting a nice picture you know
The industries, businesses, and tourists
Don't expect us to notice you're bothered
With the system for system's machine sake
Politics are not jokes of miserables
But the stuff of gentlehood assasins
The root cause of nothing concerning death.
Life's not for Everyone Get over It
Some of us are not meant for Existence.
They receive us with Justice on their Lips.
Yet they won't speak it they presume as much.
It's useless to be a Poet, Useless,
Who wants to hear of the evidence, huh?
THat's not painting a nice picture you know
The industries, businesses, and tourists
Don't expect us to notice you're bothered
With the system for system's machine sake
Politics are not jokes of miserables
But the stuff of gentlehood assasins
The root cause of nothing concerning death.
Life's not for Everyone Get over It
Some of us are not meant for Existence.
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