Disabled to the force of the public works
stores himself inside with slummed efforts
and upon this turf its urban earth where heathens were
descended thirst from a meal of the birth
that had been a way to get high and rest his head
now turn to just revive and guess who's dead
the unemployable unclear stares unavoidable
"wear" the youths innocents definitely unportable
disease left me these sick jokes with no punches
abrupt with self hate and combustion some lovin
for this permanent perverse contortions
serving wits learning with my own known importance
shown corporate hate hippie self endorses
smoke weed all day staying dormant
fraying others because of their way to death
the road to success under the high nest
welcome the highness of your highness
marijuana mayor smoke and get by it
forget what jocks or cheerleaders say
they can all suck my ass and get fucked in the face
busting an 8 crushed with the fate of an unlucky maze
stuck into raves of real happy dumbness
peel black shells of the dead and gumless
that leaves a bloodstain on the industry
wonder why work is not into me...