Sleazy Bastards

Please don't take me as I am
I am not a simple man
Most folk can't understand
My candor

I can't help but tell the truth
Even if that means I'll hurt you
I can't bring myself to pander

Most people are just a dose
A dirty shower of sleazy bastards

For instance this man I knew
Swore to me that he would do
What he could to make life easy

Then I caught him hands as red
As his face his blood his head
In the cookie jar and stealing

Turns out he's a pathological
And insidious thieving bastard

These days people aren't something
I recognise
And in their eyes
I can see the truth that's hidden
In behind
The projected plight
Seems the world has descended
Into a shower of fickle bastards

It could be that I am wrong
Perhaps this is just a song
Every line a moment captured

But I am not the man I was
And it's because of sleazy bastards