Mal Humor

How is the world, where are we going to end up
People begging, every day there are more
It's something everyday, they also smell awful
Less revelry, let them get to work

You feel different, you are quite normal
You shave every morning, how formal

Always drugged, without a bra
They don't wear panties, what a provocation
They take pills, only think about screwing
They scream yes to abortion without shame or morals

You feel different, twelve children at once
He was the man of the house, worth the demonstration

That's why he can't see beyond his feet anymore
His wife never enjoyed and died of desire