The White Tsar in all his glory Petrified of a news story The Nihilists are in their waking Vera Rose knowing its all for the taking From Russia with a loving smile While a royal man is standing trial They are caught when the pigs rush in But that same royal has something up his sleeve The note from yours truly put her out of her misery As her brother walked to Siberia’s symmetry He frees the people from the white paranoia Whoever knew this would be a joyous disaster The minister has a vengeful awakening And joins the Nihilists in their second taking The plot thickens as they take a bow And they point to the girl to take the new king out The violence From his highness And they’re so silent As the mask reveals the heir to the White Tsar In his royal throne Says he plans to overthrow The injustice in Russian borders Indoctrination for their patience He asked for his Queen In the quest to end Russian tyranny Has gone ahead and reached the finale The spell on her fragile mind Stayed out with her revelry Can she put her heart before her cult And break the one unspoken rule Not to love or be loved The White Tsar has had his glory He’s just another news story The Nihilists have had their making Vera took the ultimate taking From Russia with a grieving smile Was is it all really worth the while The White Tsar in all his glory Petrified of a news story

Another Day at the Zoo Xenophobia in our train stations; bent coppers; tree huggers, hung for their opinion Dancing banned for the lower classes; spice in the town hall Sexual devastation in our parliament; the working man with the fear of the iron hand Expensive cheap cocaine for our businessmen, marking lines across our borders Is this what the world is coming to? Doomed lovers dance with the devil; nurses surviving at the food-bank Politicians with large homes and private parties, wishing they weren’t so alone British bombs dropped on minors, but that’s not on Love Island This bulldog’s on a chain and Uncle Sam’s smiling Is this what the world is coming to? Walking and talking and fucking destroying Everything, anything, another day at the zoo I haven’t witnessed poverty, but I’ve seen what a broke man can be I’ve witnessed white privileged opinion and it’s posted all over social media’s delirium We marvel at our expansive oceans, but I’ve been to the bottom and it’s filled with plastic My friend said she was scared to look different to me As she held me close and whispered that, “he touched me again” Is this what the world is coming to? Walking and talking and fucking destroying Everything, anything, something for nothing Walking and talking and fucking destroying Everything, anything, another day at the zoo Girls forced to dance upon tables, as the creepy eye Of this try-hard, waste of breath, nudges me, Asking if he “can only look”; how an STD-ridden prostitute Only charged him two fifty for things I wouldn’t even understand Or dream of, baby, this is reality; she earns her living, he pays his way Is his life worth living? Did she not think to stay? The government wants us dead or if not to work every single day Until we can no longer stand under the greed of our forefathers This is what the world is coming to