Tailor made for the lone child, Labor born put upon, The bylaw takes effect increase as a valiant force blazes on, And if the furnace runs out of heat, Die or evasively presume a new one! So put this chump in his place, The common wealth in mass appeal so lets get it straight, The patron’s weight overrides two cents from the crowd, Just a fuck like you in the way, Is all in a days worth to erase, So make or break your wage. Steady rise of the lone child, Payback born to the bone, And subject to a vast array lf malignant pay to fold, But a little bird told me that the only way to go is right through them!