Hoagie Mouth

Nothing's new, you're learning to live with old ideas
Millions feeling alone in their careered opinions
Enduring the wait for Orwellian politics timely end
Common sense is so fringe its at home in anarchist bookstores

Kill for opinion in wider eye
Showing off your arrangements, they're edible
How the hell can one support on college borrowed time
Thinking hopeful

Our great leader tells no lies
Almighty unknowing, lord of flies
Balsa gavel in trembling hand
Paid to know better, 'cause they smile and boy is he a good guy

Cast yours or swallow your pride
Process yourself into unrelated small collections
Open house, vinyl-sided fiberglass disease
Check for radon

In time still swimming in wet cement
Become foundation
Underfoot agenda suppressed
The motion is making me sick
But who'd replace you from our rank?
A golden child



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