Cunts The Greater Good
We do it for the greater good
Stretched out
And f..cking used up
Wrinkled
And out of luck
Lost your
Gift for the chatter fella
Lost your place
Lost the pace
Lost the crowd to see your face
Ripe cunt
You talk a good one
Loudmouth
You're never done
F..ck off
Nobody asked you
Righteously belligerent
No one cares what you don't do
Single body part
Humans end and start
Bleeding matriarch
With a bleeding heart
Flowers grown in floods
Things you never could
Silence if you should
For the greater good
No more time to play
Pleasantry foray
Spare me anyway
All you got to say
Sanctimonious
Pipe it up you must
For your sisterhood
For the greater good