Simple Simon

SIMPLE SIMON

Simple Simon says,
How many simplistic styles of sibilance
Has someone stupid got to say,
Before somebody stops the slaughter
Of several stanzas on this day.

So sit and stay silent and let me sift through some violence,
Stabbing our society with sharp shards I’m spilling blood so fast its violet,
Splendid is the seizure I’m a sanctimonious teacher,
Using scriptures to cure a fever,
Then sending spontaneous slabs of sickness,
Now follow me,
For I am Caesar.

Now step back and smell the shit,
Its stockpiled and sprayed so it don’t stink,
Subliminally signed in Satan’s ink,
Sold as a solvent to serve the starving,
Spun like a web of lies that sinks.

Now think,
We’re serving a society ruled by madness,
Hold your tongues because words are powerless,
In a world where we are dreamless,
Still expected to be ambitious,
Then hoisted into wars,
Where there’s oil we’ll all stand victorious,
But with open wounds surely life is pointless?
We’re purposely protecting the prosperous,
They paint us pictures of pretty things,
But most of what they show us is just nonsense!

So with eyes wide shut,
We best follow the leader because we’re lost,
Such a shame every single one of them
Made a U-turn in the fog,
With smiles so sharp they hurt us,
With lies so sharp they cut
It’s the one percent who runs the killing fields
And the other ninety-nine they will hunt.

So please take heed to these words I speak,
For they are the only things that can set men free,
Forget about money unless your game is greed
The route of all evil is paper art and queen,
Now none of us will be unseen,
Our footsteps will be heard
Our whispers will turn to screams
Every penny you stole from the starving
Will be paid in flesh
Piece, by piece, by piece.

We've settled for second year after year
The echoes of your collapse will be impossible not to hear
So remove that crown as its now obsolete
And those lips once used for lying
Will now kiss all of our feet
For it us who you should fear
When you’re all trying to sleep,
Because all we’ve ever been is paupers
Being ruled by unseen kings and fickle queens.


It all seems so obscene
An entire world told to forget their dreams
Either that or shove your head back in the sand
And prey to fucking god that someone frees you
With their hands.


FORGETTING US WAS THE EASIEST THING THEY’VE EVER DONE!


You really think an entire plan
Is going to be jeopardised by the minority of a clan
When the people who make the decisions
Have always had blood on their hands.

NO.

So just sit and stay silent
And let them initiate some violence
Slicing our society sideways
Spilling our blood so fast
But will all still try to hide it

J.Y.H