The Joke
Go back go back
To your diseased control room
Don't be, don't be nice about it
Just spit it back
Why don't, ward off
Why don't you be mature about it?
In your gray raincoat
Off ward, ward off the joke
Violent food descends over you
Off ward, ward off the joke
The joke
Five years in a PC camp
Multicolored sweets in bottom of white sweet pack
The realization burns into my back
The joke
Five years in a PC camp
The joke
Violent food descends over you
The joke
The joke
Five years in a PC camp
The joke
Five years in a PC camp
The joke
Five years in a PC camp