I write in hopes that by the time you this letter We may live to see a change for the better Or are we so devoted these wretched selfish motives When the cold facts figures all add up They cannot contradict this sad burlesque
This sad burlesque miserable failures making entertainment of our fate cannot dignify of elevate This sad burlesque
Now can they recall young and idealistic Before wading knee-deep in hogwash and arithmetic The pitying smirk The argument runs like clockwork Will down eventually and splutter to a stop
P.S. Well by 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 faith in human nature And have mercy on the creatures in this sad burlesque