Lirama

Excuse me Mr. Apathy.
The guillotine has dropped; another victim of you is what I see.
The whole town eggs obnoxiously,
forcing you out on a killing spree.

It's not enough to spill the blood of those on the soil
In microwaves go torsos covered solely in foil

Excuse me, Mr. Simple Mind, you're the kind that kills
Another victim of you is what I see
The whole crowd eggs obnoxiously

Rebels gagged and bound lack their pride
And receive no respect at all