Straining an eyelid sunbathing
While they work to feed your 19th dog
Spend a million on a wedding
While some can’t afford an inside bog.
Plaster themselves with medals then
They laugh at you as they pass by
And it would really make your day
If they spat in your patriotic eye.
Well I know life’s a bummer
And there’s many a boot you’ve kissed
But don’t worship the pampered
They don’t even know you exist.
So you love being shat on and you
Give ‘em all you gotta give
More sucker you boy
You were born but when you gonna live.
Don’t stay stark raving normal!
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