And you used to, used to
Be able toDiscourage extremely unhealthy
Lifestyles
And encourage people to
Make the best, make the best
Of their bodies, souls and minds
You'd even say (ha, ha, ha)
No more brother wars
The kind of style and saying
To get you banned anymore
By the projective, dysgenic
The permanently cynic
Hiding behind badges of woke.
Between mirrors and smoke
And TV time
As long as they can take
Fathers and brothers and sons
And use them as a crutch,
Take their tax money or even
Say they have no spine
When pushed to the front line
And that's why I'm your devil,
Oh you ugly soul
Reach for the heavens or something
Or pay your toll or something
Either way wouldnt it be so nice to feel
The Real deal
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