TURN THE LATCH KEY

Join the crowd

And trace their scheme

Go to sleep

And live their dream

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Grab your cell  

To search again

Cable direct

Will find your friends

Urban skip   

And bare cartoons

Keep it dark

And stay in tune

Heart tattooed

And Pubes exposed

Sex displayed   

And always sold.

So you’re bored

Then ride the wave

Parents sailed 

You latch key slave

Purge your rage

And cinch your heart

If your look is sin

You’ll get the part

You fight in a box

And you love in a cell

But your heart is mute

With a story to sell.