All empires
Eventually expire
And when they finally do
It’s never pretty
So just sit back
And wait for the attacks
Especially in the major cities
Please hold my hand, son
Daddy’s got you
Mamma’s out in the car and
She packed your favorite blue shoes
Here they come
Exploding like the sun
Ringing in my ears like independence
I love you
This doesn’t favor me
Still bullies out to get what’s coming