Let Them Talk (The Buttercup Blues)

O Lord
How long
Must our mouths
Murder our love?
When we try to just be--
And live joyously,
Here they come
Here they come.
So be silent--
Force a smile,
Keep your mind in line.
It don't matter
'Bout luck
By their habit
We're fucked--
No escape from the squealing swine.
Let them talk
Let them talk
Let they goddamn bitch ass talk!
Gnashing their teeth
And repeating themselves
'Til you give up and get in line.
Let them talk
Let them talk
Let they goddamn bitch ass talk!
You exist to produce a dollar--
Give it back to the man,
And that's fine!
Right?
Never state goals
They'll make sure you know you'll fail
Don't show them your spirit
'Less you like being locked up in jail
Learn to want nothing
Then no one can exploit your need
And go fully feral
When it's time to make suckas bleed
Let them talk
Let them talk
Let their goddamn bitch ass talk!
The news is a liar
And the plebes have turned borderline.
Let them talk
Let them talk
Let they goddamn bitch ass talk!
Don't you know
You can't be a demigod 
'Less your daddy owns emerald mines.
Whatever you say
Whatever you do
The comments you make
Your clothes and your shoes
And your eyes
Your face
Your balls and your race
Promoting
The Buttercup Blues
Cancel this
Banning that
Puer bliss
Sycophants
And the pigs squee
In cynical glee
Changing self like a sock
Chopping off clits and cocks
If you see it on memes
Or laugh emojis 
You know you've got everything right--
Right?


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