Rome

We're in a great deal of trouble
for just a wee bit of fun.
Upon kissing the princess
she turned into a stun gun.
The young ones wait in the fields,
hoping that their Detroit will heal.

It's amazing how sentimental they get
when they realize
We're taking it away.
God knows who build Rome today.

Seating Ceaser in the mezzanine,
his cloak is soaked in methylene blue-
plate special in the red light district.

I went from post-modern protégé
to post modern passé.
Wretched from the get go
passion's so retro.
Big spenders stand down,
The fashion of forgo has taken the town.

We're in a great deal of trouble
for just a we bit of fun.
Upon taking to the skies
we burnt up in the sun.

The standards at the office have been
changed;
A sneaky pack has been arranged.
If you prefer insurance to the plague
then take it out. Put it away
Born in a bang in a house up in flames.
The dead snake system remains.