America, The Bold?

Maybe I’m the one who will save the world

Bring peace and joy to the boys and girls

Maybe we’re the ones who can end the hurt

Once women stop speaking in church

 

Oh say, can you see?

Just get lasik surgery:

By the dawn’s early light, for

It’s time to don the new third reich

What so proudly, we failed!

As we searched  for the holy grail

In a world of no more dreaming

This is the twilight’s last gleaming

Who’s broadway stars earned stripes?

Through our dilapidated plight

The rocket’s blared, our hands red, fair?

The bombs bursting, everywhere

Gave proof through the night

That we’re out of our minds

Oh say!

But don’t speak

For there is no freedom of speech

Will this star spangled banner finally cave?

Over the free of land and home of the slave?

 

 

I pledge allegiance, until the grave

To the masquaraded states of america

And to the democrats and republicans, which barely stand

One annexed section after another, above God

With Liberty, and Justice, For the privileged

 

We the people, hold these truths as evidence

That some straight white men are created equal

If they are endowed, and are not Aliens

By the One True God who exists

To join the right

That among these

Are Artificial Life

Liberty Financial

And Medicated, Fabricated happiness

 

 Maybe I’m the one who will save the world

Bring peace and joy to the boys and girls

Maybe we’re the ones who can end the hurt

Once women stop speaking in church

Wake up in the morning

To a world where the day will be boring

To the land where flags and bombs are soaring

To watch tv and catch up on some whording

Make me feel alright, maybe blind

Am I right in my own mind?

Left brain, techno wave space age

Like mice in a maze, racing in a cage

Went to a seven eleven today

To get a slurpee and some scratch off tickets

Before I get blazed

And the sun glazed my eyes

And the fun played the prize

A poet who would never know it

That he had the message all along

In a world where he would never belong

Guns running rampant

Love shunned by encampment

Is this a piece of art

Or an art of peace?

Leave behind the weak and meek

F**k them, I need to eat

Insure my problems, deduct my habit

Give us pills so we can f**k like rabbits

A land of make believe

Believe me we've all had it

I've heard it before

It's four in the morning and the cops

Are bursting in my front door

flashbacks of my life from before

Dearly beloved, thou which I covet

I have a magic lamp in my pants

won't you rub it?

We can go clubbing

Like freddy flintstone

I've been stoned

throw your rock and crown your throne

Wear your robe and disrobe the clones

run your game and claim your fame

fly your plane right in my grave

No more soul, just synthesized beats

No sheet music for those mentally deplete

Delete the weak

Destroy the meek

Destruct your street

anarchist cook book taught you how to eat

No need for grammar, american we speak

No more schools, the internet shall teach

No need to debrief

unsheath your sword, Unleash your hoard

This is a mutiny! Throw your captain overboard

I'm laughing when your mapping out magic

Wreaking havoc, i'm not from dallas

But act like a maverick with

No clue of the atlas

Profit over what again?

Is the ar fifteen

mightier than the pen is?

Do your time in due time

Live your life with no clue of mine

Attention span, who the f**k is span?

Aren't we all the same?

Is there no sense of fam?

I love the taste of this

It's makes me feel so bland

let's go back to the haydays

When we told ourselves that

What we're doing is okay

Make belief that you will find relief

Or make believe that you are the chief

Commander in Briefs

Command and Conquer

Conqueror of my own sorrows

No need for tomorrow

We'll be dead, We're dead anyways

All so hollow

Heart

Mind

Soul

Genitals

Congenital Failure

404 dismal error

01001

Out of funds, then you've run your luck

declare you're bankrupt

And that you don't give a f**k.

Five minutes of silence

Is on my list

Smoke another cigarette

Is my last wish

My own a*s I kiss

I'm a suck up, a f**k up

No more drugs, need me a good buzz

Recovery? That's impossible for me

What is a metaphor for

Whenever we start to speak

Someone creaks through the door

There were seeping in the creak

Weak with their disease

I don't say s**t when you sneeze

Is there a need for please

For who the bell tolls

Liposuction out those rolls

Tummy tuck my soul, tenfold

This race is a mold

And we're getting old

How long until someone throws us out of the fridge

For fear of catching a cold?

Are we in control

Are we waiting to be told what to be told

America, the bold?