The World Is My Stage
The World is my Stage
Take to the Stage
With a venemous rage
Like a mad man caged
So you can drive home your rhetoric
Till the crowd feel electric
Watched by the masses these intolerable Asses
Preach from glass house’s
While their wives wear their trousers
So they can stand on a podium
Instil pandemonium
As they spin you a lie with a glint in their eye
About the world they have created
That is shrouded in hatred
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