You, political mess
Why bother with relativity?
Your gap in morale makes us low
Why can't you be happy?
TV holiday
Trapped in a superficial extravaganza
A middle class socialite
Whose world dissolves only at social discord
Whose garden is full of pure green grass
Whose life is contained within a smile
Whose ideal is limited liberalism
Enough to make him satisfied
Church attended on Sunday's
The flag hailed at designated intervals
Whose children indulge his content
And find dissatisfaction inconceivable
You're just a mess
Whose contempt wrecks the embodiment
Cooperate, you wont feel a thing
Take your Soma