Because you Chose the Citadel

Take me down to the citadel

Where the flames lick the streets hotter than hell

When the government shows up no one can tell

Where nothing’s left standing nothing to sell,

Invaders on the soil of my country

Tent cities as far as the eyes can see

Where the government vilifies prosperity

Where taxpayer money goes to foreign charity,

Take me to a time machine

When times weren’t so cruel and lean

A time not so divided and people not to mean

To a time when it was peaceful, and serene,

Somehow love became an illusion

Now precipitated by a stiff protrusion

Children in broken homes living in confusion

My Dear when you fled there could be no solution,

Back at the citadel where gunshots ring out

The authorities just can’t figure it out

It’s here that decency has no clout

Makes even a good man want to scream and shout,

Where the fools dance to an insane pied piper

Keep an eye out for the next sniper

There’s a ticket under your windshield wiper

Your demented president in his adult diaper,

When were you going to be able to tell?

That you’re living in your own personal hell

All because you chose this citadel

Have you figured out yet why the streets smell?