Humiliatus

Aren't we? High class my ass A veneer That's all it is Different thicknesses Undercover libertines Counterfeit Charlatans Not everyone, maybe But the majority All the worlds a stage As you like it right Not everyone, okay. Yeah, altruism exists In its anonymity Even Mother T. supposedly had her hand in the till Can you believe that Negligence too, Lawks-a-lordy One hundred and ninety-five countries Eight billion people Seven thousand languages Forty-two hundred religions The makings of a show …and it is, isn't it? Nuke up Puke up Tally ho and away we go