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The Inevitable Outcome of Too Much Coffee and Eminem

disturbing

The consequences come, they always do
At first a tiny trickle, then KA-BOOM

We’re senseless, our denial endless
The elected busy fighting for power
Wasting time, yo, it’s the last fucking hour
The electorate pissing, moaning
Jerking off in the Facebook shower
Sold on serving elites as a noble cause
Following profits and frauds, demagogues
Take a knee, grovel, invest, pledge and plea
And worship work, waiting till break to go pee
And build that nest egg…Ha ha! Seriously?

Our burdened children will howl in dismay
When the whole shebang is in disarray
In the darkness bright as day they’ll say,
“The stupid assholes saw it coming but
all they did was argue, blame, and pray.”
We’d rather be consumed with who is gay
The big tits and ass on the Hi-Def display
Foaming at the mouth, shouting DON’T TOUCH MY GUNS
Anti-Vaxing while eating gluten-free buns
Reason and our wisdom lost in an idiot-fog

Dead inside, murdered by ego and pride
In lies and fiction we run and hide
Ashamed to admit something’s wrong
History, a circle-jerk double dong
Easier, better to just follow along
Keep robbing tomorrow to pay for today
Just like with the natives, then the slaves
Jim Crow, segregation, and the KKK
Selective memory, Columbus Day
The exceptional American Way

Take another hit off the bullshit pipe
Taste it now? That’s not the kind bud, harsh, riiiight?
I’m warning you now, don’t believe the hype
We never stopped building pyramids, fool
Yeah, you’re just a tool, they hide in plain sight
Now they’ve become nation-corporations
Stroking the shareholder’s expectations
Without their guidance, they say we’d be lost
To abandon them, nope, too high a cost

I’m sorry, never mind, just forget it
Don’t get upset, it’s probably nothing
Hey, did your bejeweled iPhone just ring?
Wait, I know the lyrics to that, one two three
“Go on, buy a new thing, buy a new thing
Sweet honky Jesus, the comfort it will bring”
A catchy ditty, our anthem, you see
A birth to death dream-song inside a meme
This, all of it, the story our culture sings
Without it, without it, what would we be?

Don’t worry, I ain’t preachin’ or dissin’
The same la la la is playin’ inside me
I still wrestle and sometimes lose to it
I’m just hoping you’ll see the truth of it
Keep waking up, fuck, there’s no time for tea
Call it out, yank the curtain, just like me

Photo credit: Meet The Chumbeques/Flickr
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