Fuck You Goodbye
The Dowling Poole
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For all of the fire-bellied meatheads who think with their pricks as a matter of pride – Fuck you goodbye
For those who profess that the market knows best then escape in the blink of an eye – Fuck you goodbye
The closing bell chimes and a snowstorm of paper falls useless and empty
Reduced to the core of the lie – Fuck you goodbye
To those who suppose that their privilege makes them for valuable than you or I – Well fuck you goodbye
To those who use fear like a hammer descending to silence the questioning mind – Fuck you goodbye
The windows are thick with the filth of confusion
A glimpse of the sunshine dismissed as a trick of the light
So fuck you goodbye
And they tell us that we’ll be ok
If we’d only keep out of their way
Yes we’ll be OK
When we’re rid of them
And here’s to the fools and their feeble impotence
The idiots like you and I
‘cos we don’t even try
While the keepers of secrets will suck away reason with disinformation
‘Til most of us simply comply
Well fuck you goodbye
All of you war makers, hyena risk takers
Pissing down from up on high
The lobbyist greasers – The “get me a piece”-ers
With fingers and thumbs in the pie
Collateral damage-ists, carnage apologists
Screaming an eye for an eye
The one percent wealth who can live with themselves
While the weak are left hung out to dry
Well fuck you goodbye
For those who profess that the market knows best then escape in the blink of an eye – Fuck you goodbye
The closing bell chimes and a snowstorm of paper falls useless and empty
Reduced to the core of the lie – Fuck you goodbye
To those who suppose that their privilege makes them for valuable than you or I – Well fuck you goodbye
To those who use fear like a hammer descending to silence the questioning mind – Fuck you goodbye
The windows are thick with the filth of confusion
A glimpse of the sunshine dismissed as a trick of the light
So fuck you goodbye
And they tell us that we’ll be ok
If we’d only keep out of their way
Yes we’ll be OK
When we’re rid of them
And here’s to the fools and their feeble impotence
The idiots like you and I
‘cos we don’t even try
While the keepers of secrets will suck away reason with disinformation
‘Til most of us simply comply
Well fuck you goodbye
All of you war makers, hyena risk takers
Pissing down from up on high
The lobbyist greasers – The “get me a piece”-ers
With fingers and thumbs in the pie
Collateral damage-ists, carnage apologists
Screaming an eye for an eye
The one percent wealth who can live with themselves
While the weak are left hung out to dry
Well fuck you goodbye
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