I want my treat

The philistines have sieged the stage

And schoolhouse rock is law

The songs they sing and things I saw

Have taken pride in flaws

What about unconscious things?

is optimism a plague?

I‘m not against, I just insist

The nuance here is vague

The characters are out of touch

The masses left to rot

Well maybe I‘ll watch something else

But maybe I will not

I wouldn‘t call it culture war

Sometimes I‘m just a snob

I want my treat 

I hate this tweet

I treat it as a job

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