(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 Their open mindedness, that's down in the dirt With automatic ideas, they automatically assert These guys are a bunch of bitches, perhaps one should buy them a miniskirt Completely ineffective as they put on their shirt Their minds, they cannot exert They don't speak for people's best interests, they only neglect This has gone on too long, too long unchecked Get rid of negligence, take it and eject They don't want to discuss, they don't want to reinspect They don't want conversation, when you tell them truth they don't even reject They want man lower, lower just as if an insect Their acceptance of testing, is down in the dirt Their sanity is backwards, they want to invert Their mind is made up, they just blurt No one will be unhurt With fixed ideas, they automatically assert They always evade, they always run They don't care about people at all, they don't care about anyone 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 CHORUS They always evade, they always run They don't care about people at all, they don't care about anyone Soon their tyranny will be over, over and done 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 The society itself, you completely neglect Destruction and doom is what they architect They don't want to discuss, they don't want to reinspect This leads to great ruin, this is the disconnect They treat others as an "other", they treat others as a sect Tunnel vision, everyone and everything they forbid Maybe the rebels and true communicators are off the grid Whining and throwing a fit like a kid Away from the truth they hid VERSE They can't alter anything, they are inert They regurgitate garbage, they only reassert Their mind is made up, they just blurt All with their clique, eating their dessert With pre-thought of ideas, they automatically assert These guys are a bunch of bitches, perhaps one should buy them a miniskirt All of this rudeness is something you would not miss They are completely negligent, they are utterly remiss It is so rude, I just need to diss Ignorance is not happiness, negligence is not bliss Telling them the truth sometime, might set them off guard They act like a retard They walk down the Loser boulevard Having a little curiousity, cannot be hard CHORUS They always evade, they always run They don't care about people at all, they don't care about anyone Soon their tyranny will be over, over and done 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 The society itself, you completely neglect Destruction and doom is what they architect They don't want to discuss, they don't want to reinspect This leads to great ruin, this is the disconnect They treat others as an "other", they treat others as a sect Tunnel vision, everyone and everything they forbid Maybe the rebels and true communicators are off the grid Whining and throwing a fit like a kid Away from the truth they hid VERSE Quite introverted, not an extrovert No one will be unhurt With fixed ideas, they automatically assert An open conversation, they always divert They don't care about your feelings, they don't regard Their neglect is out of this world, I swear it's avant-garde They are failures, down at the boulevard Working don't matter for this, whether day or graveyard They don't care about anyone, don't need no bodyguard They don't have decency, they automatically disregard Dealing with nonexistent scientists is hard Working don't matter for this, whether day or graveyard They don't care about your feelings, they don't regard Quite introverted, not an extrovert The breadth of their claims is lacking, no one is alert All with their clique, eating their dessert These guys are a bunch of bitches, perhaps one should buy them a miniskirt Their mind is made up, they just blurt With fixed ideas, they automatically assert CHORUS They always evade, they always run They don't care about people at all, they don't care about anyone Soon their tyranny will be over, over and done 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 The society itself, you completely neglect Destruction and doom is what they architect They don't want to discuss, they don't want to reinspect This leads to great ruin, this is the disconnect They treat others as an "other", they treat others as a sect Tunnel vision, everyone and everything they forbid Maybe the rebels and true communicators are off the grid Whining and throwing a fit like a kid Away from the truth they hid VERSE Brittle as possible, they are truly unguarded The clique is so insular, I swear they're retarded Any novelty, they have disregarded Any novel ideas, they automatically have discarded Enlightenment values, they have not safeguarded They don't want to discuss, they don't want to reinspect The society itself, they completely neglect Try to talk about something true, they only redirect They don't speak the language of the people or their dialect War and superstition is something they want to resurrect The results are horrible, just look at the effect With pre-thought of ideas, they automatically assert They already claim to "know", they just blurt They can't tolerate novelty, they won't insert The society is the ones who hurt Their sanity is backwards, they want to invert An open conversation, they always divert Any progress is fleeting with them, they revert So enamored by their own non sense, to themselves they flirt With fixed ideas, they automatically assert Their minds, they cannot exert ---