(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 Maybe the rebels and true communicators are off the grid Asserting for the sake of asserting but acting just like a kid What horrendous non sense these creeps did Stop this already, time to get rid Not obeying the hivemind doesn't have to do with the bid Cutting out the conversation, putting on the lid This is plain, anyone can detect Try to talk about something true, they only redirect Destruction and doom is what they architect They don't speak for people's best interests, they only neglect This is not politcal at all, it don't matter who you elect The lies are put forth, the lies they erect They don't speak the language of the people or their dialect To human ideals, you don't want to connect They want man lower, lower just as if an insect The society itself, you completely neglect Working don't matter for this, whether day or graveyard 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 They don't care about anyone, don't need no bodyguard Dealing with nonexistent scientists is hard CHORUS 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 Soon their tyranny will be over, over and done Brittle as possible, they are truly unguarded Any novelty, they have disregarded Any novel ideas, they automatically have discarded The clique is so insular, I swear they're retarded Thinking itself resides in their territory of circumvention We need change, we need intervention Complete neglect, complete inattention They have no genuine intention They're such failures, themselves they outdid Maybe the rebels and true communicators are off the grid Hive-mind, acting just like a kid Cutting out the conversation, putting on the lid Don't have to do with ego or id They regurgitate garbage, they only reassert Any progress is fleeting with them, they revert With pre-thought of ideas, they automatically assert These guys are a bunch of bitches, perhaps one should buy them a miniskirt Their non sense is in your face, it is very overt So enamored by their own non sense, to themselves they flirt VERSE Working don't matter for this, whether day or graveyard Having an open mind, should not be so hard They don't have decency, they automatically disregard They don't care about your feelings, they don't regard They don't care about anyone, don't need no bodyguard They are failures, down at the boulevard They don't care about your feelings, they don't regard Working don't matter for this, whether day or graveyard Thinking differently shouldn't have to be hard 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 Thinking differently shouldn't have to be hard 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 CHORUS 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 Soon their tyranny will be over, over and done Brittle as possible, they are truly unguarded Any novelty, they have disregarded Any novel ideas, they automatically have discarded The clique is so insular, I swear they're retarded Thinking itself resides in their territory of circumvention We need change, we need intervention Complete neglect, complete inattention They have no genuine intention They're such failures, themselves they outdid Maybe the rebels and true communicators are off the grid Hive-mind, acting just like a kid Cutting out the conversation, putting on the lid Don't have to do with ego or id They regurgitate garbage, they only reassert Any progress is fleeting with them, they revert With pre-thought of ideas, they automatically assert These guys are a bunch of bitches, perhaps one should buy them a miniskirt Their non sense is in your face, it is very overt So enamored by their own non sense, to themselves they flirt VERSE Complete neglect, complete inattention We need change, we need intervention They have no genuine intention Thinking itself resides in their place of circumvention Reason itself resides in their place of circumvention Brittle as possible, they are truly unguarded Violence is second nature to them, their friends they've bombarded Any novelty, they have disregarded The clique is so insular, I swear they're retarded Enlightenment values, they have not safeguarded Towards the realm of insanity they already slid Tunnel vision, got them acting like a kid Can we stop this, their non sense they overdid What horrendous non sense these creeps did Enlightment values is not something they safeguard They act like a retard Behaving just like in the schoolyard Their behavior is garbage, it should be dumped in a junkyard CHORUS 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 Soon their tyranny will be over, over and done Brittle as possible, they are truly unguarded Any novelty, they have disregarded Any novel ideas, they automatically have discarded The clique is so insular, I swear they're retarded Thinking itself resides in their territory of circumvention We need change, we need intervention Complete neglect, complete inattention They have no genuine intention They're such failures, themselves they outdid Maybe the rebels and true communicators are off the grid Hive-mind, acting just like a kid Cutting out the conversation, putting on the lid Don't have to do with ego or id They regurgitate garbage, they only reassert Any progress is fleeting with them, they revert With pre-thought of ideas, they automatically assert These guys are a bunch of bitches, perhaps one should buy them a miniskirt Their non sense is in your face, it is very overt So enamored by their own non sense, to themselves they flirt VERSE So enamored by their own non sense, to themselves they flirt Avoiding the truth, away they skirt With fixed ideas, they automatically assert Their sanity is backwards, they want to invert This is not good at all, this is not fun They don't care about people at all, they don't care about anyone They always evade, they always run Soon their tyranny will be over, over and done This should be opposed by brave individuals, a special someone They don't care about you, they don't care about everyone They don't care about people at all, they don't care about anyone They always evade, they always run 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 you, they don't care about everyone CHORUS 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 Soon their tyranny will be over, over and done Brittle as possible, they are truly unguarded Any novelty, they have disregarded Any novel ideas, they automatically have discarded The clique is so insular, I swear they're retarded Thinking itself resides in their territory of circumvention We need change, we need intervention Complete neglect, complete inattention They have no genuine intention They're such failures, themselves they outdid Maybe the rebels and true communicators are off the grid Hive-mind, acting just like a kid Cutting out the conversation, putting on the lid Don't have to do with ego or id They regurgitate garbage, they only reassert Any progress is fleeting with them, they revert With pre-thought of ideas, they automatically assert These guys are a bunch of bitches, perhaps one should buy them a miniskirt Their non sense is in your face, it is very overt So enamored by their own non sense, to themselves they flirt ---