look at what they gave us
killed themselves saving us
so we could live our lives our way
when they do the same
we castigate them
evil empire to this day
as branded by our insidious shared enemy
come the final conflagration
I'll trust the Rus more than the USA

heroes are a mystery to me
put upon a pedestal
fawning at their feet
no man is more special than me
when Im stood upon their shoulders
******* on their grave beneath

all good things came to an end
but the bad goes on and on
still struggling trying to comprehend
being a lonely only son without a mum

inequality must be maintained
no two things in nature are the same
it is a fallacy for us to force them to be
when so much more is gained from the differences
than the similarities

a vision of youth
as blind as a bat
shouting into the darkness before it
only heeding the echoes bouncing back
self fulfilling prophecy
doesnt know that it doesnt know that
continues to be what it believes that its seeing
ignorance becomes fact

sweating like a **** at a parent teacher meeting
stinking like a dead baby stuck behind the central heating
coughing up me lungs like ive been smoking tuberculosis
sitting soggy in so much snot its not hard to get a diagnosis
coz ive got...
man flu
and you know theres nothing worse
man flu
itd be a blessing to be cursed
instead ive got...
man flu
and a headache the size of the universe
but im a man and ill survive
ive got time and pharmaceuticals on my side
im not just going to lie down and die
no thats a lie
because im dyyyyyyyyyyying!

if you could ask icarus
of his time in the sun
his story would be as labyrinthine
as the tales his father spun
he didnt fall
he didnt drown
his every battle won
his hypocrisy and his hubris
make him heavens chosen son