Bashful Tha Dwarf - Charcuterie

I'm not sorry, I'm not embarrassed
I don't care if I piss my pants in Paris
Life's the fairest that it'll ever be
That's why I cherish and make myself the centerpiece
Injustice and poverty will never cease
All I can do is preach my most clever peace
I'm deceased, I'm dead
I'm literally the walking dread
I'm charcuterie, grim and delicious spread
I bled for your enjoyment
I bled for your employment
I'm Bashful, CEO of Dwarf Union
Pork and pickles, here to make US more Cuban
Is what I'm doing
Marxist blooming
Dark is looming
For a corporate job I got no gratitude
Not going to clap like a seal at a platitude
Or a pizza party, for fatty foods
Bad attitude doing shit for the man
Tired steady tipping all the lords of the land
It's not for fodder, they just hoard all the bands
I should be a squatter, ball til the nukes arrive
If you're not vaporized, won't know who's alive
Only takes one blast to end everything
Why are we still so fuckin scared of acronyms
FAFSA, IRS, CIA
Say what I want while I can, yippee-ki-yay

Written by:
Ryan Kelly

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