You fashion words that fools lap up
and call yourself a poet
Tattooed pretense upon your skin
so everyone will know it

And I guessed your favorites one by one
and all to your surprise,
from damned Nick Cave to Kerouac
They stood there side by side

You, my sweet, are a fool
You, my sweet, are plain and weak
Go let the other girls
indulge the crap that you excrete

Declare yourself an honest man
who needs a chance to prove it
But traps were laid, the bed was made,
so obvious you blew it

And I bet you gave her one by one,
regurgitated lines,
from saint Nick Cave and Kerouac
and all the better guys

You, my sweet, are a fool
You, my sweet, are plain and weak
Go let the other girls
indulge the crap that you excrete

Oh you, my sweet, are a fool
You, my sweet, are plain and weak
Go let the other girls
indulge the crap that you excrete

You, my sweet, are a fool
You, my sweet, are plain and weak
Go let the other girls
indulge the crap that you excrete

Oh you, my sweet, are a fool
You, my sweet, are plain and weak
Go let the other girls
indulge the crap that you excrete


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