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