14 Feb 2017 – On Settin’ Expectations

None of them folks is up there, folks,
for our benefit – oh no sir!
Flesh-eatin’ pigs, thar, in that poke,
and they’re all causin’ quite a stir –

and that’s what I don’t understand.
What did yor mama teach you, child:
“a silk suit makes a shark a man?!”
Their cut-throat ways have got you riled?

Wolves only gather at the door
where they can smell the bacon fry.
I’d rather they get rich, chase whores,
than bomb the world and milk us dry!

So many clowns’ hands on the wheel!
From Hell it comes – to Hell returns!
Jez listen to them tires squeal!
Must you smell smoke before you learn?