abstract 17

whole world’s a mess,
throwing colors on a canvas,
have to confess,
but nobody seems to hear us,
when we’re down here
everybody hates us

line up sit up stand up straight
leave at seven, but be back by eight
rhythm kind of blows, but the melody’s great
get up wake up blather prate

why don’t you help
when you see the people hungry,
open your eyes
and it’s gonna make you angry,
when we’re up here
everyone’s a lackey

line up sit up stand up spent
come after everybody’s gone and went
rhythm got stuck, but the melody’s sent
get up wake up go get bent

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