Asylum Central

by Matter Of Fact   Dec 17, 2006


Welcome to asylum central
Where English is not essential
It used to be but now its changed
They've even gone and changed the name
It used to be called the U.K
May as well be the U.S.A.
The United States of Alarm
Where we're paranoid if its calm

Nothing sweet about six teens
All gone sour like their dreams
In their gangs they let off steam
Trading happy slaps for a scream
The only grades they got at school
Were A S B and O
They terrorize the neighborhoods
For a cause they'll never know

Now who to fear but fear itself?
Who plays on your mind and mental health
The kids who take things from the shelf?
Or the veiled ones who hide themselves
Teachers,nurses currently
Just want to hide from the naive
And those of us who make a fuss
When we see a backpack on a bus

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