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Last Good Son

This song was created for Game of Bands round 119 : "Protest Songs"

Lyrics:

LAST GOOD SON
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It's getting out of hand
We used to think this land was ours
I know I know it all
But when it turned I can't recall

So how did we get to to the edge
The numbers are crowding me out of the street
We teach 'em to stop on the ledge
They trip on their pride and then land on their feet

I was the last good son of the Earth
And everyone since can die
Babies in public, I'll give you a reason to cry

The multitude of youth
They're all so confidently wrong
They ridicule our plans
But they're dependent all along

Oh when did the days grow longer and longer
Poor progeny keep growing stronger
Cause we give 'em treats
And we give 'em gold
Yet wonder why fat little brats call us old

I was the last good son of the Earth
And everyone since can die
Children in public, I'll give you a reason to cry

You might think
I'd like to stop the tots, but that ain't me
I protest
So that my countrymen might see

If you continue to generate kids, we can bid this world goodbye
I was the last good son
Should be the final one
They've had their fun, now it's done, no more need to multiply
Parents in public, I'll give you a reason to cry

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Wait that sounded bad, I'm not culling kids
I swear I'm just slightly upset
Population control isn't even a sure thing yet

[Exit]

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