The Dork Lord
Whipping Boy
You want to go?
Fucking go.
Fuck off to your playgrounds,
To your tea rooms and your mine fields
Go, blaming me for your own weak-kneed cowardice
Go, you blind ingrates go
But remember:
I did this for you
I did this for you, Love Child
I did this for you, Gonad
I did this for you, Badlands
I FUCKING DID THIS FOR YOU, NEIL
I fought
for the freedom
of us all
And how am I rewarded?
Where I should be given medals, I'm spit upon
Where I should be given parades, I'm trampled
Instead of a hero, I'm now your Mussolini
So go, break my heart
and flee like children
into the night
We will meet again,
in a place where there
is no darkness
I am with you in Rockland
But fucking go
Fucking go.
Fuck off to your playgrounds,
To your tea rooms and your mine fields
Go, blaming me for your own weak-kneed cowardice
Go, you blind ingrates go
But remember:
I did this for you
I did this for you, Love Child
I did this for you, Gonad
I did this for you, Badlands
I FUCKING DID THIS FOR YOU, NEIL
I fought
for the freedom
of us all
And how am I rewarded?
Where I should be given medals, I'm spit upon
Where I should be given parades, I'm trampled
Instead of a hero, I'm now your Mussolini
So go, break my heart
and flee like children
into the night
We will meet again,
in a place where there
is no darkness
I am with you in Rockland
But fucking go