Fragile be the bonds of liberty
when, for our sake, we them do break
Seeking to be free we disagree
and in mistake, other\'s rights forsake
Others we expect to be politically correct
Our own speech you see is free
Now no respect, only ourselves we protect
A holy decree, all humanity falls behind me
Crowd rats in a cage and watch them turn to rage
Normally to their family sweet, now their young they eat
At this stage, nothing their hunger can assuage
Every rat they meet they attempt to delete
Standing room only in a bus, there are just too many of us
No place for a seat, we stand on other\'s feet
Without space to discuss, at neighbors we fuss then cuss
Till their faces we greet with our mittens of meat