They are bothered about
oh so many things
things we do
life is so slow
when i look every morning
and read the same story
Oh.please
don't change the names
of the same things
...the silly little boring
stories at that
of some little theft
or another spoilt brat
..you worry
yes you do...
i know u wanna guard
and given the microphone it is very hard to control..
so you speak
like a maniac
..talking away..
about some silly old fool
who bent the bloody idiotic city rule
...u have a problem with the damsel who kissed
..but hey you moral guardian
you are the unruly beast
that we should get.
its not them its not us
Why do you worry your big head
with the stuff that goes on
cant you see
the picture of the floors..
instead of lookin'
at those people freakin'
look down you fool
look at the hungry poor souls...
dont you dare spit at the pretty city dolls..
leave them alone you moral
beastly soul...
just look beyond...
and you will see
that you hadnt looked at all
all these days..when u criticised the gal who was
wearin' a flag..
she got the immoral tag
but what are you poor pauper..
have you really thought.
i know u havnt
baby..this is the time
look see help
clean the real bad crime.
