The inmates are running the asylum
Ruining it into the ground
Politicians so beyond understanding
Of the normality of the nation
The desires and wants
Of the voters are forlorn
Greed and self serving follow
The lies of pre election
Revaluation craves to become
A reality never tasted
Set the streets ablaze with voices
Sounding out disquiet
Fight the system with words
Don't lay down arms
Raise to the sky and fight
Clear the halls of the impostors
Open the windows wide
Breathe fresh air to the asylum
Become known, become heard
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