Politics are just parlor tricks
Nothing is going to change
Got it right children just play your games
It doesn't get better than this anyway
Dig for truth to only find lies
Done swearing for the Bible
Yes court shipped plank from there I dived
Crabs biting at my ass
Under over genitals now used to fight for lions
Pussy cat in my bed with me
The day will come when she'll have to eat me
Under these sheets I won't wake up alive to feed
Never mind most likely there'll be new sheets
Everything will be OK and again left blank
I can no longer count on my fishes yet I keep them alive
To sing me sweet melodies that are only in my mind
