PAY FOR IT

We are destroying the earth.

PAY FOR IT

Twisted laughs embrace fanatic reasoning

The girl with the Mohawk beard,dances against her will

Palm readers and their false prophecy

Parking lot lights casting shadows,

against generals who are burning bodies

Quizzical galaxy's slither among ruins,their time has come

Brick layers constantly beating corrupt Bushes

Open the window and let the lies out

Widow chaser

Grass grazer

Clowns who forgot about death,someone remind them

of which magazine subscription to cancel

Open toed shoes,victorious strangulation blues

Mother nature cringes at the news

Earths inhabitants not paying their dues

Come one come all,the barker into his microphone he spews

Fat man,skinny man,come gawk at the fools

Ties tied to tight,whimsical tools

Once upon an electric test,the dead and their masses amused

Finish the plan,slapping backwards

A blackbirds span

Falling into the cracks of a dirty floor

Impossible they say,or to even the score

So soon we forget,

that life is as necessary as a hard working whore.