Need to Be Freed

To be inspiring, you must first be inspired

By people of all culture

Race, and religion

With all poverty

The world's turning sour

Oh the power

You're all holding on to that undeserved power

Getting greedy

Getting beady

Worrying about the next theory

When has this need to be freed

Become endlessly long and teady

Never ending anxiety

Thinking of better ways to become,

Lively

Despite, society

Crumbling entirely

Into powerless survivors

Grimey old men

Making dreams disappear

With fear,

Tears appear on faces,

And places; oh dear

Big business monkeys

With beer and gear

No fear on faces of those who cheer

To the endless cries for years

Chasing paper's your game

Such a shame you're blinded by fame

There's more to life than playing this game,

Surely?

All as one

We are a society deprived of reality

Isn't that a shitty thing

Oh what a way to think

On the brink of devastation

Where's the dedication

To be strong and patient

Sick of waiting?

Go out and make it

Face it, embrace it

You're so much more than this wasted old town.