In the Water

There’s something in the water.

There’s something in the water they say.

Someone put it there to make people act this way.

People are dying, people are crying, people are lying.

Left and right the bodies go, dropping dead where they stand.

I am alone and it my house

With many water jugs of full stock.

I’ll never feel the ill effects of which I hear them talk.

People loot and plunder

A crazy sort of force.

This poisoned population seems no blunder,

The town’s well is the source.

I write this now in anticipation

Of the crazy new poisoned nation

This populace poisoned

These psycho people

Their morals asunder

This poison’s clearly now no blunder

There’s something in the water.

There’s something in the water they say.

I am the one who put it there to make them act this way.