After the sirens

Oh, for eyes of glass

After the sirens
I can't be expected
to hold this up.
You're spinning tops
and when they drop,
am I responsible?
Is what you're telling me?

Well I'll give my money
if they ask me,
but I won't give my clean body.

The least of these
is not the least of my worries.
I'm sorry, but Jesus come on

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