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The Last Seat At The Circus

"The Last Seat At The Circus" By Marcus Cooke

This circus has one seat left  
welcome to the freak show,  
an astrocyte exhibition of shame pain  
step right up. Come inside  
 
Out of the frying pan,  
straight into the fire,  
a painted target on your head since birth  
Things could not be dire    
we all sniff more solvents just to get higher  
 
Children fighting in cages  
as my blood boils and rages  
Kids are randy as the parents get angry,  
no jobs just freebies at the tax payer expense  
 
The kids are stupid,  
covered in bile and sexual fluid  
more power to them.  
 
While in A town centre  
a human specimen loaded on ketamine  
bashing in heads  
knocking down tables for no reason  
but to feel good about himself  
even it was only for a minute.  
the police do nouthing.  
 
Political landslide  
taped phone line  
cash for questions,  
questions for cash  
but never any answers  
just more lIes and trash.  
 
No bobby’s on the beat  
with blood pouring down our the street,  
alley ways littered with broken body’s  
and spat out busted teeth,  
it’s like a war zone out here,  
not that your government would care.  
 
We are hiding out of sight,  
falling from a great height,  
ducking behind walls  
with no way to fight back.  
 
Let’s get elected because  
they were never selected  
Let’s not make a sound  
as they burn is country to the ground.  
 
Parlamamntry Expense account,  
police fighting larger lout’s  
drug addicts with powder up their snouts.  
identity theft, ticket touts.  
 
Homeless hobo tramps  
mistaken for paedophile’s  
as the good people of this nation  
scratch there cramps  
and itch there stupid heads,  
stick your fingers in your ears,  
cover your mouth,  
Nothing to see hear,  
move on, move on.  
 
No solution to pollution,  
painful abslution  
ecanomic irritation,  
want to hear a revelation?  
we fucked the nation!  
bankers with to much power  
rescued from the abyss  
by the good old boy network.  
 
roll up, roll up,  
the greatest show on earth  
there's one seat freinds.  
only one seat left!
Written by zenithquasar77 (Marcus cooke)
Published | Edited 22nd May 2013
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