Sirens swag on the deep “It’s not me” you retort Protecting no one while they k** For their own k**ing sport Stones of law, bricks of mercy Punishment without mother wit Arrogance without reason and fustian flaws Quit pretending like you give a sh** A jape on Fox Lauds the cops While liberty repents and people resent A nation under God, a nation that brushes off
Any truth or reason, morality for treason You got no facts, than don’t attack It’s not time to get sore You complain about what you adore What’s that good for Pillow of ethereal, spot the imperial They want you to be depraved Transcribe the media if you can stand tedium The fear of a crimewave