I'm losing patience

I can feel it coming on.

It's too outrageous

You know that it's all wrong.

Do you think that you can trash it...
and sweep it underneath the rug?

You've got no answers

You've got no plan.

You're just a little thorn
stuck in the side of Man.

But when the mess has hit the fan...
aint it time to pull the plug?

I'm getting restless

without a place to roam

With every step I take
it seems you're at my heels.

You're so damned useless
Sitting on your paper throne

With a borrowed pen
and a stack of dirty deals.

I'm getting ornery

from all your butting in.

Trying to be my friend

when we both know
that it aint so.

You have no power

You're just a fake.

A hand-me-down habit
that folks can't seem to shake.

You're just a puppet.

It's Punch and Judy

And they're like kiddies at the show

Too entertained to know

that their hand is up the puppet
when the puppet strikes the blow.

So on and on it goes...

They may cringe
and they may shout

but they never think about

How you could not
stand so stout...

If they'd just pull their damn hand out.

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