Give them a meter they'll take a rhyme
The insane have overrun the asylum
and the heretics have breached the pulpit.
Any which way you choose to look at it,
it is we who are the culprits.
Pretenders are become legitimate.
Nothing so full of it.
Fledglings suckle on their sisters' teats
and it is we who are the culprits.
We who think would have none of it,
silly to love and choose, to abdicate;
when they call we'll go to hell with it!
It is we who are the culprits.