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