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Everything is swell
There’s an open sore from hell
Knocking on the door
Don’t bother with the bell
Monsters with a mask
Have a thrilling vital task
Tear apart our nation
Feel the thrill of their elation
Parading as a patriotic posse pod
Parading as the very voice of God
Knocking down the door
Acting as the whore
Of the petty orange melon
Of the child rapist felon
The Puppeteer of Puke
Acting like a Duke
Imagining he’s King
Because his teeny thing-a-ling
The ICEholes just deprave
Nothing noble, nothing brave
To tear apart our should and could
Nothing holy, nothing good
Not the smallest jot of joy
The monster that’s the Monster of Destroy
Thinking its his toy
To militarily deploy
Addictive greed his only creed
In his crusade of self-destruction
Hate and fear and no construction
And the open sore from hell
Doesn’t bother with the bell
Knocking down the walls
Builds a cage of gilded halls
But the people, ah, the people
Can see the void beneath the steeple
Will not go gently into that blank night
Will not forsake the shining light
Will not let the greedy rapists win
Veneers of lies are wearing thin
And soon the king of agitate
Minions spewing lies and hate
Grow weary of their dreary ways
Grow leery of their dead-eyed days
And the people, ah, the people see
What the Not-See Party cannot see
That cancer always loses in the end
The light of love soon will mend
The open sores of cancerous greed
They’re but a self-destructive weed
Who wilts and whines and whinges
When their chief departs his hinges
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Cancer Always Loses in the End
Destroying Natural Intelligence
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