Poetic Justice

<br>Get out of my world of worlds<br> You little poets crying pain<br> Just stand on your podium preaching beauty<br> I`ve gotta leave you in the rain<br> Now I`ve heard many people like you<br> From the undergrounds of France<br> Pushing your sickly sweet impressions of romance<br><br> My ears have parasites<br> My ears have parasites<br> You think I`ve never heard the lines before<br> With the candy sun and the creaking door<br> Get your head out of the cotton clouds<br> Put your precious feet on the floor<br> Don`t give me those power lines<br> Just hit it right on<br> You can be precise<br> Miracles of mystery<br> With vagueness your device<br> My ears have parasites (go away)<br> My ears have parasites (go away)<br> My ears have parasites (go away)<br> My ears have parasites (go away)<br> Now clarify, what did you say?<br> You know you`re not making any sense<br> Are you describing a vision of beauty?<br> Or a chain of events?<br> Oh get to the point you sappy wimps<br> I haven`t got a lot of time<br><br> Simplicity is beauty<br> Are there poets less sublime?<br> My ears have parasites (go away)<br> My ears have parasites (go away)<br> My ears have parasites (go away)<br> My ears have parasites (go away)<br> My ears have parasites (go away)<br> My ears have parasites (go away)<br> My ears have parasites<br> My ears have parasites<br>-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-<br>-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-