a rant some jerk yelled at me before i punched his ass out

What about Canada’s role in this mess,
Sitting back, getting stoned, trying not to stress,
Watching America dig the hole and worry,
Failing angrily to convince us of the hurry,
Of why anything should be the way they say, yet on a whim
We still throw down a dollar, to see them win.

Our attitude of nonchalant tomfoolery
Really shows everybody something sinister
Although to be happily honest,
Even the Canadian prime minister’s a dope
A joke of bureaucratic complexities,
His simplemindedness vexes me
As if he should talk down to the masses,
Rather than explain to first world citizens,
That the kids are failing classes,
Because they’re doped up on Ritalin.

And even though we joke about our plight
Of sharing so much with the states, but being bright.
And having the big bully beat us,
Or thanking him for how nice he treats us
Through bile filled throats,
We know that we will perish too
For what we didn’t do,
And who we slept peacefully next to.