the perfect amusement

the owners abuses

will lay until the next will take his place

the scars and the bruises

the painful illusions

the make up makes the public turn away

industry

make believe

the catholic

the sanctity

no one tells

to keep the faith

the methodist

will keep it quaint

the lutheran

will pay the price

the protestant

will hate his life

the athiest

will end up bored

the eye inside

will know the whore

do re mi fa so la ti do

i dont know where to go

the bell will ring for a time

yet ill sit in a line

cause ive been lied to before

and ill fall on the floor

im looking blue in the face

break the glass just in case

the perfect assessment

ive answered the questions

i know now

which ones beside me

the orbit and glow of

the planets we know of

they show off

in deserts

and blown under pressure