legs scream at bikes
and bikes scream at trucks
and motorists curse their lousy luck

crossing guard's not doing his job
and traffic's not about to stop
for the first casualty of thought

it's the rules
it's the rules

superfarmer's bent on the cover of TIME
the moralists scream
"he's all mine"

so the Bard isn't doing her job
the vacuum nights the darkest rites
the small quarantined thoughts

it's the rules
it's the rules

salesman said this vacuum's guaranteed
it could suck an ancient virus from the sea

it could put the dog out of a job
could make traffic stop
so little thoughts can safely get across

it's the rules
it's the rules
guaranteed or not
it's the rules

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