I write in hopes that by the time you this letter We may live to see a change the better Or are we so devoted to these wretched selfish motives When the cold and figures all add up They cannot contradict this sad burlesque
sad burlesque With miserable failures making entertainment of our fate Laughter cannot dignify of elevate This sad burlesque
Now they recall being young and idealistic Before wading knee-deep hogwash and arithmetic The pitying smirk The argument runs like clockwork Will run down eventually splutter to a stop
Well by now you know the worst of it And we've heard all the that they've rehearsed The smug predictions If it's not a contradiction Keep faith human nature And have mercy on the creatures in this sad burlesque