Starting a new set of songs/poems/words. Kicking off with Last Chance Human.
Last Chance Human
I've stood back
Didn't want to drown in
your wake
Watched as your ships
set sail
Counted in the flotsam
and jetsam
On the return tide
When you won't listen
any more
When the ego trip is
all
Those bridges that you
burnt
No lessons learnt
I've had it up to here
And there's something
very clear
No matter how much you
polish it
It's all still a crock
of shit
So sick and tired of it
Well, here comes St
Jude
Like the Ides of March
Here comes your future
A reflection of your
past
Last chance human
Last chance human
I've stood back
Didn't want to drown in
your wake
Watched as your ships
set sail
Counted in the flotsam
and jetsam
On the return tide
When a bullet is your
reason
When war's the only
season
When you won't listen
any more
When the ego trip is
all
Well, here comes St
Jude
Like the Ides of March
Here comes your future
A reflection of your
past
So very sick and tired
of it
This is your last chance
to be human
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