the Kingdom of Leisure

Prison of the mind

Detention of the soul

Welfare torture static

No more rock 'n roll



Redneck washout nazi

Ghetto homeless stars

Debilitating pathos

No more oil for the cars



Less said is best stated

One nod or shrug a time

Survival has become

Less rhythmic than divine



When the last vote is counted

After the last soldier is dead

When the final baby

Has been dropped upon his head



I will be sitting there

Watching judging scoring

Hoping your holy afterlife

Lets you stop this whoring