Rageahol

I’m sick of being called a bastard for being honest

I’m sick of pathetic people and their bullshit

I’m tired of having to dumb myself down

And it shouldn’t happen any more

I want to smash the idiot in front of me’s nose

And the idiot who says not to hate that idiot with him

I want punk rock music to return to prominence

And I want art to be about simplicity

And to perhaps be paying, now and again

To anyone but the fucking suckups

Who now own it

I want every mother fucker who gets to write

To have to go through what I did

I want every mother fucker with blankness in their eyes

To shoot themselves and stop draining my hope

I want a cup of tea, I want a day off

I want to be left the fuck alone

But I’m off to work, fuckers, congratulations

It’s happening, you’re breaking me.

Glad?