Fall of the Western Roman Empire, Part 2

Climbing up the social ladder
I ain’t got no time for you
When I get there it won’t matter
Too late I’m dead and rotten
Long forgotten now
So it comes and so it goes
And so it goes and so it comes
And when it comes nobody knows
No one knows just when they go
Hanging off the social ladder
I can’t go another rung
Please don’t let me fall to my death
Don’t squash my fingers
I knew you never liked me anyway
Please excuse me if I’m not making any sense
And please forgive me for my ignorance
But it’s a crime, and you all should be accountable
For the crimes that you’re holding me accountable
When you tap my line and I can’t speak without every word on tape
I won’t salute to some kind of plague
When I can’t leave the house without the trackers keeping tabs
I want to die young and fast
So come on and entertain me
While Rome is falling
Rome is falling
And so it comes and so it goes
And so it goes and so it comes
And when it comes nobody knows
No one knows just when they go
Hands tied behind my back, fire away