What the fluck
What the Fluck
By: Jean Pullman
The times we live in are making me insane
It feels like there are maggots eating at my brain
I see blood in every corner
I’m getting twisted words from my informer.
CHORUS
What the fluck is going on in this world
What the fluck is a grown man doing molesting a little girl
What the fluck is wrong with you and me
What the fluck can’t you people fucking see.
I feel as though,
You dumb flucks will never know
What kind of world is this
Where cops are beating little kids
Why do we live in a war forsaken country
Why can’t we just live as one
I can’t stand the soldiers fucking killing everyone.
CHORUS
What the fluck is going on in this world
What the fluck is a man doing molesting a little girl
What the fluck is wrong with you and me
What the fluck can’t you people fucking see.
Now I am fed the fluck up
I wish the president would shut the fluck up
We don’t need to send troops into Iraq
Where they’re constantly watching their backs
For if they don’t actually use their eyes
They’re gonna lose their lives.
CHORUS(x2)
What the fluck is going on in this world
What the fluck is a man doing molesting a little girl
What the fluck is wrong with you and me
What the fluck can’t you people fucking see.
poem by Jean Pullman
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