Monkeys in The Trees

Thyroid eyed and fit to be tied

Let me count the times that you lied

Only so many times you can let it slide

What can I do to stem the tide?

Baby I thought you were on my side

Everything is temporary so enjoy the ride

Sometimes you can’t run you just have to glide

Better than reaching for a capsule of cyanide,

The pop culture is out of control

All the disinformation makes you want to find a hole

So many celebrities without a soul

Notoriety seems their only goal,

Somewhere somehow the world got crazy

Seems my recollections have gotten a bit hazy

The people have gotten intellectually lazy

Being brainwashed is the key,

Like the Roman emperors in Washington DC

Leaders of all the monkeys in the trees

The hairless and indoctrinated if you please

Deep in the lonely night I get down on my knees,

I’m here trying to connect

But inherently defective thinking is hard to correct

Especially when there’s so many problems to dissect

Focusing on the social side effects.