A Purple Crown for a Purple Clown

Why would you take the job in the first place
If you had no intention of sticking around

His fragile ego is a ticking bomb

This fallacy is our authority
And interference is not what we need
Or his ideas from between those cocked eyes
If this carries on the whole thing will be gone
Lost in a cloud of fucking smoke
And pink buns for pink boys



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Writer(s): These Are Atoms
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