Caustic Soda Rule Of Thumb
You've got a a nerve breaking everyone to feed a selfish
urge. Politically supported, morally aborted. Growing not
in a stature but just plain dumb, in your quest for No.
1. Self-infatuated, this beast that you've created is
spreading like a plague. Won't let me see what I want to
see, cover the screen of my TV. Everything, take
everything. Just call it a way of getting through your
day. Smash it up, tear it down, kick in the walls, invad
my town. Nothing has worth unless there is something in
it for you. My instant reaction is of hate at the others
who just can't stand to let you go. I've seen your love
letters. They're all addressed at me and a million other
potential suckers. Multiple kisses, smiling faces, bands
playing my tune. Calling me up on the phone, do you think
that I'd want to talk to you in the state you're in? But
I will resist. I don't think i can take much more of
this. A rule of thumb: I stick of gum should see me
through this one: - my bleak young kid disknowledge (TM)
- bouts of anger/ignorance - this stupid song.
