First they came for…
The End of the Line
I was a little
Late to the party
As board that partisan ship
Itching for box seats to the show
Checking my pass
That tick it
Buy the S.S.
Titanic
As I peered ahead
Those affront of me
Lots cast before me and mine
And huddled masses on deck
I herd a comforting rumor
They weren’t going to waste
A bullet on me
It was all a bout
Walking the walk
Their plank
