So you fell out of the nest   Pigeon feathers in your mouth   This considered Son Of Letters   Is taking you out   Our father who art in heaven   Made a circle around my brethren   A circle you did cross   Let me be more specific   I'm the model, you're the mythic   And NOW you get tossed   Welly, welly, well   Who doesn't owe to you?   No guardian nor craft   Yes, I've read my Plato, too   This battle-talk that I'm spitting   Is my war correspondant ambitions   Coming to light   Semper Fi, E Pluribus Unim   My arm's extended; who am I fooling?   And NOW you get wiped   City Of Brotherly Love