Politicians come and then go,
Elections are a clown's bazaar,
I watch all the sound and fury,
And hold down my end of the bar...
Global warming underway,
But still want to drive a car,
I foresee our future of terminal sweat,
And hold down my end of the bar...
Young fanatic celibate men,
Attack innocents near and far,
I curse the fates from twisted gods,
And hold down my end of the bar...
Corporate's endless sales pitch,
For sex and a good cigar,
I pay for my beer with dollar bills,
And hold down my end of the bar...
Our media-manipulated drama,
Plays as we orbit a minor star,
I recognize the utter meaninglessness,
And hold down my end of the bar...
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