Declaration of Intent
Life in these times seems like an act of sheer folly. Question is: How many acts does this farce have and how can you get through it without laughing yourself to death?
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It's getting faster and faster
We´re getting closer to desaster
Material world has a failure to thrive
Too bad we never learned to drive
There´s a gurgling sound from the sewer
Tell me the name of the brewer
There´s a gurgling sound from the sewer
Tell me the name of the brewer
How much g-force can we survive
Stop mumbling about eternal life
When dying feels like an all-time high
Too bad we never learned to cry
There's a trumpet blast in the vent
Drowning out the declaration of intent
There's a trumpet blast in the vent
Drowning out the declaration of intent
What were you mumbling about
Dreams of increasing political clout
A tear appears in your eye
Too bad we never learned to fly
There´s a beautifully feathered blue tit
She beguiles me with her sly wit
There´s a beautifully feathered blue tit
She beguiles me with her sly wit
Temptation, inflation, space station
Nice words don´t fit the situation
That marketing term reason why
Too bad it´s banned from the play
There's a megaphone reciting Byron
Sounds like the song of a siren
There's a megaphone reciting Byron
Sounds like the song of a siren
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