(NO COPYRIGHT RESTRICTIONS ON THIS CONTENT WHATSOEVER. FULLY PUBLIC DOMAIN) Name the song or poem as you wish, resell it, but please positively influence culture Subject matter | Category 1 -- Abuse of philosophical universalism (making broad claims while intentionally not trying to understand things or see any sides of anything whatsoever, childish behavior worse than a 3 year old, acting retarded) VERSE Complete neglect, complete inattention They have no genuine intention Reason itself resides in their place of circumvention We need change, we need intervention Any novel ideas, they automatically have discarded The clique is so insular, I swear they're retarded Brittle as possible, they are truly unguarded Violence is second nature to them, their friends they've bombarded Working don't matter for this, whether day or graveyard They are failures, down at the boulevard They don't have decency, they automatically disregard Their neglect is out of this world, I swear it's avant-garde They don't care about your feelings, they don't regard Their neglect is out of this world, I swear it's avant-garde Having a little curiousity, cannot be hard They are failures, down at the boulevard They don't care about your feelings, they don't regard They don't care about anyone, don't need no bodyguard CHORUS The speeches of the past, they only wish to engrave Their mind is an oven, just like a microwave Same ideology to the grave They act as bad as possible, they don't know how to behave Their insularity is magnitudinous, disregarding it is hard They are failures, down at the boulevard Working don't matter for this, whether day or graveyard They don't care about your feelings, they don't regard They don't care about you, they don't care about everyone Soon their tyranny will be over, over and done This should be opposed by brave individuals, a special someone This is not good at all, this is not fun Any novel ideas, they automatically have discarded Any novelty, they have disregarded Brittle as possible, they are truly unguarded The clique is so insular, I swear they're retarded Enlightenment values, they have not safeguarded Juvenile as can be, stuck in the yard Working don't matter for this, whether day or graveyard They act like a retard So zealously fixed they are, they act like a true diehard VERSE They don't care about you, they don't care about everyone This is not good at all, this is not fun This should be opposed by brave individuals, a special someone Soon their tyranny will be over, over and done They don't care about people at all, they don't care about anyone Thinking differently shouldn't have to be hard Working don't matter for this, whether day or graveyard They don't care about your feelings, they don't regard Their neglect is out of this world, I swear it's avant-garde Tunnel vision, got you behaving like a kid Not obeying the hivemind doesn't have to do with the bid Tunnel vision, everyone and everything they forbid Don't have to do with ego or id CHORUS The speeches of the past, they only wish to engrave Their mind is an oven, just like a microwave Same ideology to the grave They act as bad as possible, they don't know how to behave Their insularity is magnitudinous, disregarding it is hard They are failures, down at the boulevard Working don't matter for this, whether day or graveyard They don't care about your feelings, they don't regard They don't care about you, they don't care about everyone Soon their tyranny will be over, over and done This should be opposed by brave individuals, a special someone This is not good at all, this is not fun Any novel ideas, they automatically have discarded Any novelty, they have disregarded Brittle as possible, they are truly unguarded The clique is so insular, I swear they're retarded Enlightenment values, they have not safeguarded Juvenile as can be, stuck in the yard Working don't matter for this, whether day or graveyard They act like a retard So zealously fixed they are, they act like a true diehard VERSE Their sanity is backwards, they want to invert With automatic ideas, they automatically assert An open conversation, they always divert All with their clique, eating their dessert Their acceptance of the truth, is down in the dirt Complete neglect, complete inattention Reason itself resides in their place of circumvention They have no genuine intention We need change, we need intervention CHORUS The speeches of the past, they only wish to engrave Their mind is an oven, just like a microwave Same ideology to the grave They act as bad as possible, they don't know how to behave Their insularity is magnitudinous, disregarding it is hard They are failures, down at the boulevard Working don't matter for this, whether day or graveyard They don't care about your feelings, they don't regard They don't care about you, they don't care about everyone Soon their tyranny will be over, over and done This should be opposed by brave individuals, a special someone This is not good at all, this is not fun Any novel ideas, they automatically have discarded Any novelty, they have disregarded Brittle as possible, they are truly unguarded The clique is so insular, I swear they're retarded Enlightenment values, they have not safeguarded Juvenile as can be, stuck in the yard Working don't matter for this, whether day or graveyard They act like a retard So zealously fixed they are, they act like a true diehard VERSE With fixed ideas, they automatically assert Avoiding the truth, away they skirt Quite fixed in their thinking, they all introvert Quite introverted, not an extrovert Soon their tyranny will be over, over and done They don't care about people at all, they don't care about anyone They always evade, they always run They don't care about you, they don't care about everyone This should be opposed by brave individuals, a special someone This is not good at all, this is not fun Don't care about reason, they have no regard They act like a retard Working don't matter for this, whether day or graveyard They're prone to true violence, they want to use weapons to bombard They failure is a sight to truly behold, I swear it's avant-garde No novel thinking, not in their backyard CHORUS The speeches of the past, they only wish to engrave Their mind is an oven, just like a microwave Same ideology to the grave They act as bad as possible, they don't know how to behave Their insularity is magnitudinous, disregarding it is hard They are failures, down at the boulevard Working don't matter for this, whether day or graveyard They don't care about your feelings, they don't regard They don't care about you, they don't care about everyone Soon their tyranny will be over, over and done This should be opposed by brave individuals, a special someone This is not good at all, this is not fun Any novel ideas, they automatically have discarded Any novelty, they have disregarded Brittle as possible, they are truly unguarded The clique is so insular, I swear they're retarded Enlightenment values, they have not safeguarded Juvenile as can be, stuck in the yard Working don't matter for this, whether day or graveyard They act like a retard So zealously fixed they are, they act like a true diehard ---