Charcuterie

I'm not sorry, I'm not embarrassed I don't care if I piss my pants in Paris Life's the fairest that it'll ever be That's why I cherish and make myself the centerpiece Injustice and poverty will never cease All I can do is preach my most clever peace I'm deceased, I'm dead I'm literally the walking dread I'm charcuterie, grim and delicious spread I bled for your enjoyment I bled for your employment I'm Bashful, CEO of Dwarf Union Pork and pickles, here to make US more Cuban Is what I'm doing Marxist blooming Dark is looming For a corporate job I got no gratitude Not going to clap like a seal at a platitude Or a pizza party, for fatty foods Bad attitude doing shit for the man Tired steady tipping all the lords of the land It's not for fodder, they just hoard all the bands I should be a squatter, ball til the nukes arrive If you're not vaporized, won't know who's alive Only takes one blast to end everything Why are we still so fuckin scared of acronyms FAFSA, IRS, CIA Say what I want while I can, yippee-ki-yay