Saturday, June 30, 2012

Fuck Anthropology

Selfish times call for selfish measures
Form a makeshift militia and get down
Escape the ship with the pirates treasure
Use your life raft, so you don't drown

Swing your hips in a shift dress, and watch the bobble heads bob
We hold all the power; use your key towards the reward
Fuck your happiness, make it a succeeding job
Watch as the non-conformists frown as you tally and scored

I'm not worthy with my psuedo bohemian theology
Admit your plight in life
Proud of the loner you've writhed from; fuck anthropology
Exhibit your pain with life and your eternal strife

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