Steal A Little And They Throw You

Madonna, She Still Has Not Showed, We See This Empty Cage Now Corrode, Where Her Cape Of The Stage Once Had Flowed, The Fiddler He Now Steps To The Road, On The Back Of The Fish Truck That Loads, While My Conscience Explodes.

In The Home Of The Brave, Jefferson Turning Over In His Grave.

If Ever Asked To Look At Yourself, Don't.

Situations Have Ended Sad, Relationships Have All Been Bad.

People Do Whatever They Want To Do, Y'know.