the bad songs

The bad songs we hear

It isn't good in our ears

The lyrics all sound so wrong

It will not bring us cheers

The crooked leaders return

The smiling faces and grins

They want to tell the righteous souls

“We can't go away so easily!”

Now we have swallowed a few

They dance to our tunes in the bad songs

These fallen leaders will know their fate

When we get hold of our roots to breed

They stay at the fore-front

Branding their souls and faces

They think they have the power

They are walking on thin ice

The crooked leaders sip their coffees

They laugh at their own jokes

Let the fear begin shall we?

Let the down hill begin!