What ails you
What has failed you
And what you never should have tried

You say Optimist
Am I so easily defined?

People are as easily led to beauty as deceit
Joy as sorrow, life as death
So say all of us here with Victor's mother Juliet

The old guard
The fire guard
And the avante gard, the same tooth
It is vital if not wise to be dissatisfied in your youth
I'm not going your way OK?
Your sinking ships are not my responsibilities yet
I prefer to make my own death bed
So say all of us here with victor's mother Juliet

Outcasts
Inmates
Self made men and women I know
They're on their feet
They can talk without these quarrels
Morals
What's a moral?
Do you know?
What ails you
What has failed you
And what you never should have broke custom and said
So said all of us here with victor's mother Juliet

So, if I'm so easily defined
How can I ever be wrong?
How can I ever be right?
I know you lose your jo
& you're not up in the morning
So why don't you stay the night?