BOREDOM

A bad flu season masquerading as a 'pandemic?'

Lockdown, (worldwide House Arrest) Big Pharma's mass vaccination cash cow subjecting the trusting majority to God knows what? 'The Great Reset?' (On whose terms? Ours? Not bl**dy likely!) 'Build Back Better?' Stolen elections? Big Tech and mainstream media censorship?

And the New World Order, the Global Few, their bought politicians and media hacks wonder why we're fed up...

"Looking over his should, expecting the knife,
Poor, old slave, what happened to his life?
My daddy lives in whispers and he wears a worried frown,
Yet he's never put a foot out of bounds.

My sister's selling favours down the Milky Way,
To pay the cocine salesman from the C.I.A.
My momma's got religion since they took big sis away.
Hands up for Jesus, momma, clap your hands and say.

Boredom, boredom, let's play a game,
I'm so bored 'cos it's always the same.
Weary, weary, why am I so subdued?
I wanna be up and at 'em but I'm never in the mood.

My kid brother runs around with a gang of guys,
Who like nothing better than to smash and vandalise.
He loves to hear 'em squealing when he's twisting the knife,
His social worker thinks there's something missing in his life.

Boredom, boredom, let's play a game,
I'm so bored 'cos it's always the same.
Weary, weary, lassitude,
I'd like to be creative but I'm never in the mood.

Oh, I'm so happy that I could cry.
So full of life that I could die.
It's true the city streets are filled with gold.
It's just unfortunate the streets have all been sold.

What's wrong with me, I wonder, could this be dream?
Everything's all right, they say, but are things what they seem?
What with drugs in the water and artificial food,
I wish I could complain but all I do is brood.

So, while my daddy lives in fear of the big Bogey Man,
My Momma's hailing Mary from a little yellow van
And my sister's bending rainbows in the psychiatric ward
And my bother's having a ball getting piised off and bored.

That leaves me, well, they'll put me to the sword.
Or more like I'll pull my own communication cord.

Boredom, boredom, boredom, let's play a game,
I'm so bored 'cos it's always the same.
Weary, weary, why am I so subdued?
I wanna be up and at 'em but I'm never in the mood."