(please mister, something sweeter)
	     tell
     me something beautiful
of doves cooing
of love’s wooing
of oceans and potions
orphan’s emotions
	     tell
     me something beautiful
of wretched squalors
or deaths palors
rotting odors
stinking motors
	    tell
	  oh tell
	 oh Hell
    it’s bad
hotel me
     Oh Hell, me
     Go to Hell!  (with me) (alone)

he’s ruled by popular vote
his body is a temple
(a shrine to democracy)

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