A Fool's Thoughts Lyrics


Whoe’er chooses to swim into this chemical cesspool

Beware not to ripple the surface when serene

Overweening self-esteem pulled down by treacherous streams

Once they take you out of sight, probably you’re never to be seen again

Festum stultorum

Feast of fools

Diddle me, diddle dumb

Flinging mud must be great fun

Diddle me, diddle dumb

Touch the sore so easily done

Spout the tirade

Reprobate

Castigate

Pasquinade

Ostensible passiveness to words apropos of nothing

Vitiates the denouncement (but) intensifies sagacity

Forfeiting credibility for an ego boosting fix

Condemnation points out self-confidence, that clearly marks the fool

FOOL

Festum stultorum

Feast of fools

Diddle me, diddle dumb

You will see, your day will come

Diddle me, diddle dumb

A fool to fool the foolish one

Spout the tirade

Reprobate

Castigate

Pasquinade