A PERFECT STORY
"JUMP BACK JACK!"
Violence erupts without warning
Lunacy like lava
Down the angry streets flowing
The innocent ones, they flee
Dropping their groceries
Cut down like straw
In the streets of confusion
Where in the hell
Can I get a transfusion
For shoppers chopped up
Like cheap confetti
Tossed out of windows
At the next election
Right Wing politicians
Offer constipated visions
Their big-hair wives
Would kill for an erection
If she could get his attention
Long enough to screw him
Perhaps she could realign
His megalomaniacal conclusions
If he ever told the truth, you know,
Someone would try to shoot him!
Not much chance of that though
Waiting for the big dough
Maybe write a book, you know
Tell everything she fucking knows
Make up big fat smelly lies
Juicy Lucy's sweaty thighs
Buttrafuge, fat and whorey
Never let the facts, Jack,
Ruin a perfect story!
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