I've met too many

Huh!

I've met too many F...heads
poets to them are pussys
and painters to them all have limp wrists
they carry their protests like bludgoens
they follow many of the new Black Shirts
I've met too many of them....
They gather like warhogs at the library
they snear at the paintings
they snear - because they - just - can't understand anything
Underneath their protest persona
there's a little of Himmler and Hitler
underneath their closed fists and complaints.
But they'll be there at the protest.
Remember that thing about protests
because there was nothing better to do
and I know Ive been caught up in it
for some potluck and free pot
early on any afternoon.
I get a bit tired of the rough-edged anarchist
because after a short while
his style
looks the same as what he's fighting
the mean manic fighting
the main bigman manic earning
both wear their wins in the same way
one has a medal
and one a new tattoo
well, I'm sorry mate
I might be late
for my cup of coffee
And that dog of yours
keeps me from sleeping
And if you think me some woos....
There's a war machine out there
thats been waiting just for you.
Yes, theres dickheads in the government
and on the street as well.