Scare the world
Send invites
To the refuse
They're enticed
The extreme
The absolute
Stand at attention and salute
Check 1
Check 2
Check 3
Check 1, 2, 3
Out of sight, out of mind
Oh, the mindless and the blind
Right in front, fall behind
The rise, the decline
Surly moon rocks
Burning sunspots
Ticks and leeches
Naked beaches
I'm the gluten free bread winner
The patron saint for all the sinners
A race, a class subdivide
Separated yet unified
Can't unsee what's been seen
You can never turn back time
But what can you do, what can you do
When life looks at you and hands you limes?

      -Tommy Johnson