the users are unhappy
as politics unwind again to a dreamy dance
and fury grows hour by hour
always pandering towards the right
more smoke to the eyes
"you'll soon be as good as mine"
easily aroused
and losing touch
war became mere noiseless footfall
the old forest, full of kings
now watched the fools come rushing in
like foxes on the tails of whores
shock, fucked, swallowing the riffs, barn dancing with the hook
arise again just western front
and turn this sprawling dream
into no-mans land