Flat

You better have a flat nose
The world is tough and
Likened to a wall or pan
They call it block head
Because it's easier that way

You better have some arch support
With the weight of five industries
Pinning your shoulders to the walk
Cameras overhead making sure
You stay upright the entire time
If you look up, you are a concern

You better have some cheesecake
With these long days and no sign
Of anything getting better quickly
There could be a maniac on the loose
Or at least leafing through your mail
Use the big fork

You better rest
All the waiting is exhausting
You're bound to track
Everything down
Eventually
Start with
Self

You better not be talking about me
With your silencer on vibrato
And egg-crate waffle straps
Headphones set to ice pick
Hat set with thorns and barbs
You call crying
But it's constant

You better just relax
Send us a postcard from a remote
Control location
Pull back the lever on your
Roller accosted recliner
That thing is begging
Begging for a new set of parameters
It's for decency
That you hide these things away
And it is noted
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