Agree

I can feel the recompense

It’s flowing through my veins

Silver stalks of grain, the pale moon wanes

And all of it in vain, ya dig?

Hit me with a platter of broken ideas

Still stuck in the progress, no power to lift me up

But yes, yes I’m impressed

I curse at the thought but I admit

I am behest

Where’s the rest?

Put the children to a test

A programmer, grammar hammer of the

Intellectual jammer

New immigration

The masses, salivation

Pavlov, ringing the bell

Human dogs we trod

To a consumer’s hell

Damn, that’s a mental quirk

Inside your brain where the demons lurk

Between the cogs, where the neurons work

Sifting through the drama, lyrical murk

It’s getting shifty

Lift me into the sky with a spliffy

I’ll get down with the beards, have a few cheers

Send me back to the land of the stone and the sand

Man, the divinity rips it

Cheese and please, your gratuity tips it

T.I.P., charging eighteen percent

Robbed from the pocket and we wonder where our money went

Damn, It’s funny to see

That we all finally

Agree