(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 What horrendous non sense these creeps did Too bad, awful, acting just like a kid Can we stop this, their non sense they overdid Towards the realm of insanity they already slid They have no genuine intention Reason itself resides in their territory of circumvention Thinking itself resides in their territory of circumvention Complete neglect, complete inattention We need change, we need intervention CHORUS They act like a retard Their insularity is magnitudinous, disregarding it is hard They failure is a sight to truly behold, I swear it's avant-garde Working don't matter for this, whether day or graveyard In their ivory tower, with the castle and guard Don't care about anyone, they have no regard They act like a retard Don't care about anyone, they have no regard They walk down the Loser boulevard Reason is what they want to discard They failure is a sight to truly behold, I swear it's avant-garde No novel thinking, not in their backyard They are failures, down at the boulevard Their neglect is out of this world, I swear it's avant-garde Overcoming true inertia, unmovingness is hard Working don't matter for this, whether day or graveyard They don't have decency, they automatically disregard They don't care about your feelings, they don't regard VERSE Their ideas are narrow, they always select This needs to be called out, one should be direct This is too big for most, too hard to dissect They don't speak for people's best interests, they only neglect We don't live in this alone, all of us intersect Try to talk about something true, they only redirect The clique is so insular, I swear they're retarded Enlightenment values, they have not safeguarded Any novel ideas, they automatically have discarded Any novelty, they have disregarded CHORUS They act like a retard Their insularity is magnitudinous, disregarding it is hard They failure is a sight to truly behold, I swear it's avant-garde Working don't matter for this, whether day or graveyard In their ivory tower, with the castle and guard Don't care about anyone, they have no regard They act like a retard Don't care about anyone, they have no regard They walk down the Loser boulevard Reason is what they want to discard They failure is a sight to truly behold, I swear it's avant-garde No novel thinking, not in their backyard They are failures, down at the boulevard Their neglect is out of this world, I swear it's avant-garde Overcoming true inertia, unmovingness is hard Working don't matter for this, whether day or graveyard They don't have decency, they automatically disregard They don't care about your feelings, they don't regard VERSE Their mind is an oven, just like a microwave They act as bad as possible, they don't know how to behave Fascism and authoritarianism permeates the airwave They want the status quo, it's all they crave Their sucked in their circle, they never wave They don't care about your feelings, they don't regard Working don't matter for this, whether day or graveyard They are failures, down at the boulevard Their neglect is out of this world, I swear it's avant-garde Their insularity is magnitudinous, disregarding it is hard They don't care about anyone, don't need no bodyguard They don't care about your feelings, they don't regard They are failures, down at the boulevard CHORUS They act like a retard Their insularity is magnitudinous, disregarding it is hard They failure is a sight to truly behold, I swear it's avant-garde Working don't matter for this, whether day or graveyard In their ivory tower, with the castle and guard Don't care about anyone, they have no regard They act like a retard Don't care about anyone, they have no regard They walk down the Loser boulevard Reason is what they want to discard They failure is a sight to truly behold, I swear it's avant-garde No novel thinking, not in their backyard They are failures, down at the boulevard Their neglect is out of this world, I swear it's avant-garde Overcoming true inertia, unmovingness is hard Working don't matter for this, whether day or graveyard They don't have decency, they automatically disregard They don't care about your feelings, they don't regard VERSE Enlightenment values, they have not safeguarded The clique is so insular, I swear they're retarded Any novel ideas, they automatically have discarded Violence is second nature to them, their friends they've bombarded Climate catastrophes on the brink, they don't want to avert When things are wrong for decades, no one will be alert Completely ineffective as they put on their shirt The society is the ones who hurt Avoiding the truth, away they skirt With pre-thought of ideas, they automatically assert ---