Filthiness

Filthiness

Over there sipping on cocktails
That woman in a red dress exposing her breast
Lustfully studying the crowd for opportunity of sex
Talking loudly about the latest sensation
Must be the Babylon harlot, drinking wine of fornication

And that man telling dirty jokes with two women on his arm
Thinking he's Gods greatest gift, a handsome lucky charm
He lives a life of fantasy, deception and illusion
Profiting off silly girls laden with confusion
He's nothing more than a well-dressed fool, a devils tool

Look at them laugh with their
Painted faces covering abominations
These girls going wild like spring vacations
Low-rise jeans in high-rise apartments
Spreading their thighs and filling compartments

Can't tell the ladies from the mens
Both using facial creams and fussing over splint-ends
Dressing in the same fashion trends
Driving their BMWs and Mercedes Benz
So vain, wanting the biggest and best, nothing less

Living in expensive rooms, but really decorated white-washed tombs
Spraying their bodies with expensive perfumes
Covering the stench of their rotten flesh
Underneath their plastic skin without blemish
The walking dead, decaying filthiness

Wasting their youth on idiot things, no love for human beings
Future politicians, doctors and lawyers
Businessmen, bankers... poor-man destroyers
Instead of using their professional degree for integrity
They indulge themselves in a lifestyle so filthy

Drunkenness and juvenile behavior
Unaware of the social climate
Privileged with so-called entitlement
Stumbling over sufferer, laughing at the rebel
Mocking wisdom... "why listen to them"

Living in extravagance, in piles of a human waste
Thinking they deserve a high and mighty place
Over-achieving, socially-competing
Looking down on others without feeling
They have everything already, but they're still stealing

Rude and condescending
Down Satan steps they are descending
Thinking that they're safe through the door beneath a steeple
But its easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle
Can't buy their way to Zion... but they stay trying

No soap and lather can remove their grime
Their filthiness is that of a carnal mind
A dirty life and a polluted soul
Bowing down to worship idols
Stand firm brothers and sisters, beware of the filthiness

JMC
4/4/06
(c) 2006