Wallies

Wallies - Anne Clark

So this is where the future lies

In a beer gut belly

In a open fly

Brilcremed acrylic mindless boys

Punching kicking making noise

From the cradle to the city streets

They spill out their aggression

By punching what they don't understand

And stopping all forms of expression

Teaching eachother to be men

By spewing in the street

Well now I know just what doto

To make my man complete

Against the power of their misguidance

We must learn to fight

To be just what we want to be

Morning noon and night

Night is for the hunters

And the hunted are you and me

Hunted for just having

Some from of identity

So this is where the future lies

In a beer gut belly

In a open fly

Brilcremed acrylic mindless boys

Punching kicking making noise

From the cradle to the city streets

They spill out their aggression

By punching what they don't understand

And stopping all forms of expression

Teaching eachother to be men

By spewing in the street

Well now I know just what to do

To make my man complete

Against the power of their misguidance

We must learn to fight

To be just what we want to be

Morning noon and night

Night is for the hunters

And the hunted are you and me

Hunted for just having

Some from of identity

Night is for the hunters

And the hunted are you and me

Hunted for just having

Some individuality