Im not Spartacus
Im a cowardly fellow
Not fighting
The bloody romans
They must
think I’m
Yellow.
I use my wits
To stay alive
I Use my brain
So I survive.
Im not being
Punctured by
A Roman spear
Fuck you lot
Im out of here.
Im not Spartacus
Pinned to a cross
Go on fight those
Romans
It’s your
bloodied
loss.
Not for me to
Die on pastures
Red
I want to get old
Before Im dead.
Spartacus Spartacus
On a cross, so deflated
All your followers
Have been liquidated .
Im still
alive a
Roman slave,
Better alive
Than be
in a grave.