I give looking under the glasses a new meaning,
By putting them on the head.
That way you have to intersect my eyes,
And then sorry, you're dead.
Shit you must, or your shit hole rust,
Things I teach in trance.
You may find yourself babbling tongues,
Or performing a ritual tribal dance.
Under the moon, you may swear and swoon,
And think you are a bat.
Bite your significant other,
Especially if they're a little fat.
Any ambition can be brought to the table,
Irresistible fuckwad or sputum of spit.
It isn't likely I'll ever have a solution,
But sure as hell pretend as shit.
If you blow smoke up my ass,
I'll teach you a remedial trick.
Get a mouthful of spit,
And suck everyone's dick.
Shit, vomit, piss, and fuck, or you suck,
Eating is often not your choice.
Experience in democratized labor,
Renders you additionally no voice.
That's it, at their feet, no other shit,
Works as good as that.
Be the ingratiating shoe sole, lick their asshole,
Till you wear their color of hat.
Customarily treat as shit, those at you feet,
And never the ladder look down.
Once you climb a rung, that help can be hung,
To the poor you must only frown.
Or be a sex slave, always shave,
Your lice infested pubic hair.
Let them have your holes,
Cavorting in the depraved share.
And likeable liars are always hired,
Just make sure you kiss ass.
Traditionally the way to hypnotize,
Is to fart nitrous oxide gas.
