Don’t be branded,
You’ll find yourself landed
In some fake anarchist mess
Due to some offloading
From a hairy chest
I beg your pardon…
Who are you?
Why should YOU
demand that I demand
Because branded is as branded does
I didn’t meme to fall for all he said,
He just reminded me of debating society’s Fred
This body of questionable health
dips his dick in goldsmith wealth
His promises hang in his long, split hair,
It swings chaotically without any real care,
Really? And what good will not voting do?
TELL ME, don’t stare at your pointy shoe
The system is such that even A vote does count,
So to what will us not voting actually amount?
Only a voiceless generation, with no hope
And change. That’s what we want. Isn’t it?
I agree someone needs to say this shit,
But don’t choose him cause he’s kinda fit.
open your own throats speak and be free,
Stop his ego thinking it’s an anomaly
Russell up an alternative,
You’ve got to give something more,
Now you’ve opened the flood gate door
Then pleeeeasseee put your tongue back in,
As I’m sure many a lady has said after shagging him,
On some regretful drunken, drug-addled whim
So as you consume his attacks on your consumerist way,
Just remember who is getting more this pay day.
Give me a political party behind which to stand,
Don’t give my freedom some fucking brand.