We’re fucked!
Bleeding out more every day
Lighting the signal for virtue
And jamming heads deeper in sand
Get fucked!
Waddling Ostrich Brigade
Feelings more precious than silver or gold
Hold signs to deflect when uncomfortable facts unfold
Bleating a whistle again and again
To protect from dangerous truth
Regurgitate labels to void what’s been said
Kissing feet of the slugs at the top
Medals
Everyone gets one today
Except for the sinners who thought for themselves
To the bottom until they repent
We’re fucked!
Bleeding out more every day
Lighting the signal for virtue
And jamming heads deeper in sand