A basket of broken promises
Hid 'neath the terrible noise
A blanket false and poisonous
Conceals what remains of choice
It looks like not good versus downright bad
Is the puzzle that we must read
This mess is enough to drive a soul mad
Ever agile must we proceed
There is for us hope however
It is not a flip of the coin
Boats of humdrums are much better
Than pirates' sinking ships to join
Although 'tis fact it's not pretty
Without a doubt it is bad
So many folks have it so shitty
Crude apathy still is the fad
And for certain there's blame aplently
For running us into the ground
But it lies on the shoulders mostly
Of the meanest elephants around
Though the donkeys should own their role
And are loathe to change the pattern
For the berserker herd, tramplin's the goal
By their feet our union will shatter
While the sleepy masses schmooze and loiter
And after baubles grope
While robber barons jones for treasure
And savagely guard their dope
The smallest of us seem doomed to shoulder
This bin of busted hope