Not that any of you fuckers read the first attempt
Still, I tried to do this a different way from before.
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Desperate mothers weep in sorrow
As they think of the tomorrow
That they never will explore
Happy fathers sit and eat
Till they cannot see their feet
As their ego is secured
Fathers spitting out in horror
Mothers wailing out in sorrow
And the children are all flawed
Adult choices in the making
In the minds of undeveloped
Minds that tumble down a gorge
The whores go all attaching
To the pretty young degenerates
That the fathers have deplored
The youth have gone a wanting
Of sacred sound of music
Having never heard a chord
Prodigious talent down a cesspit
Killed by comfort and contentment
And all the suffering ignored
Apathetic artist sit and drink
Taking cheap codeine kicks
As its all they can afford
All the drugs that are a’ wanting
Instant junkies in the making
Because the artist are all bored