Worth Quarry by Ottoman Yak

- Worth Quarry -

If we could see past all the idiot-smoke-folders
Mountains of furniture, fountains of ice
We’d catch you conversing with mutants and underlings
Counting the stars as we’re counting the dice
Are we oblivious to this mendacity?
The parliament dross and the charlatan tricks?
We reach in the side of the sofa in wonder
And salvage the snacks and coppers and Bics
The boiler is broken, the freezer has spoken
And we all took over when Satan retired
And maybe we’ll mutter and simply pretend
That somebody called us away from the fire
Faces blazing with prehistoric dread
Will only ever give you awkward advice
A great cloud of witnesses watch through the ether (the MOST)
Cut out the plaque if you’re offered a knife, oh…

(Chorus)
Worthlessness is a curse of sorts.
At first, of course, it’s a burst of force
In essence anything that the Maker has made sings
But I’m losing my voice and my throat stings

• Hip-Hop/Rap
• Birmingham