The Letter from Opportunities Arise by Giant Robot Bodies

The Letter
Bombs again on a dust soak face
Retreat to the sweet green embrace
No rage no fear, no pain
Priviledged words now hold all the power
Invective growing by the hour
No rage no fear no pain
Verse 1
I got your letter, all the things that you’ve been saying
The brimstone missile, so accurate indeed
Yes I know, you got the military briefing
Something we just don’t need

Verse 2

The letter came cream envelope and crested
Official missive straight from Westminster hall
Signed and date your elected representative
I don't remember voting for you at all

Chorus

I know the letters you've been writing
The letters you've been writing to me x2

Verse 3

You used the right words, yes this death cult needs destroying
Have no illusions, we’re living in fear
When will the letter come back and bite you
Once step closer, the end is near, the end is near

Chorus

M8

So tell me how did we all this “kapow” to take control
I’m ever so sure she wasn’t leading in no poll
Every photo opportunity, hug a puppy till in bleeds
And the homeless are still homeless, living on the streets

It’s one hundred thousand every brimstone that you fire
You say that they are accurate but I say you are a liar
So this is my letter back to you Kapow, you gotta to learn to sleep somehow
You gotta sleep somehow.

Chorus

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