The Best of all Possible Worlds
Those lucky by the place of birth
Condemn those who were not
Born lucky too, so in reverse
They hate those lucky ones a lot
Ain’t this a perfect harmony
In the best of all possible worlds
They’re gonna kill me, to feel free
If I don’t kill them first
Hey you philosophers in your
Big libraries behind the chair
Enlightening how to tax me more
Express your little care
Your ramblings are advocacy
Of those who sign your pay
You’re playing aristocracy
Directing what to think and say
But when the demos gets too loud
You’re giving interviews
Showing outrage against the crowd
That tends to change its views
But you don’t like to be involved
The best of worlds must find
Some nannies, to protect the old
From their own worried minds.
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