don't give me any of your bullshit
old man
with your fancy philosophies and preaching
I want to live
to hear music
to dance over the graves of the dullards
who made this country the hell that it is
don't give me any of your hectoring tones
your sick visions of a world without love
a world that crushes all that is human
and raises all that is cold and cruel
I want to laugh
to walk in the sea
to swim where the ocean meets the sea
and lie in its golden sands
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