The busybodies
The aging leaders
They can't stand it
Knowing their time going
They want to make
The last stand in their names
They don't care about pain
Inflicting misery on the ground
As long as they can claim
“The old men still can rock
We will make the young look up”
The young will curse them
Bringing conflict and loss of lives
Playing with the real toys in the sky
Dashing hope of the young men
Wanting to make themselves known
The aging leaders the busybodies
They don't care about pain and misery
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