What a crying shame talk about pass the buck no thought of a change go out and get your gun thought we've had out fill of that
They've had enough all of those with good will let the rest run amok they won't come clean so we're bound to lose don't even have
A clue no respect for you dignity for whom one more outnumbered bleeding hearts that humble to find some shelter from a bloody
Shower another cause to blame another soul to judge