Useless Empire
There they sit
making believe a piece of paper
gives you immunity and makes you holy
God hae you the world
you spit it back in his son's face
like you built the empire with your own hands
you damn a man for not bieng educated
you laugh at the working man
God forbid if you have to work for a dolllar
given the world, you want more
living off your parents
like the scum you are
partying everyday, sitting around and wasting away
beer bottles, drunks, bisexual orgies
the Roman Empire is alive and well in L.A.
forgive my eyes for seeing the truth
I'm the cabdriver looking through the rearview mirror
I'm watching the scum and sleaze move about
I'm wiping the blood off the back seat
I sit and watch as the thrash piles up
I see a woman, she believes she is happy
praising her friends and family
like the god and goddesses they are not
i see her stepdad sleazing about
seeing other women who are not his wife
unfaithul and uncaring, he yells at his wife
believing the noise will drown out reason
all the education and borrowed money in the world
doesn't change the fact he is useless and disgusting
money and education don't hide the truth
my eyes don't see in vien
despite the pain
I know now, the woman I once loved
is just another useless pile of thrash
forgive me for working for my dollar
I'm just human, trying be myself
I don't want to be piled up with the other thrash
Copyright © Andrew Moore | Year Posted 2007
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