Long ago I left heroics to the heroes

However hard we try to bring in the new; it comes into being only in the midst of clumsy deals.

With the plundered people transferring their energies into relaxed and receptive thoughts, degradation and lust for power produced art.

What's the point of a revolution without general copulation copulation copulation

We're all so clogged with dead ideas passed from generation to generation that even the best of us don't know the way out.

Long ago I left heroics to the heroes

We've got rights the right to starve We've got jobs waiting for work We're all brothers lousy and dirty We're all free and equal to die like dogs