In Trumppin' The Fou' Relational Elements
Of Men's Existin'
PART ONE
Lies, thieves, and murderies--
All pourin' into one memory.
And sawin', hee-hawin' calamities--
Bellicose lifes...given to knot.
These lies hush-shouted the ballot down.
These thieves--they rushed to steal the "crown:"
Policy heaved...and law stoved down--
And red run the road from shot.
Lies, thieves, and murderies--
All pourin' into one memory.
Bootyin' mind...heart and country
With wild...coruptive plot.
Gone is the memory of ease...
Gone is the memory for peace...
Gone is the memory to please--
Jus' martialin', forestallment... rot. Lies, thieves and murderies--
All pourin' into one memory
Ill-rhymin' divinin' pleasentries...
As boilin' worlds run hot!
Worlds apart, yet linked and chained...
Worlds apart, but brased and framed.
Worlds apart--and all's insaine--
A-gallop do all monsters trot!
Gone is the memory of ease...
Gone is the memory for peace... Gone is the memory to please--
Jus' martialin', forestallment...rot!