Martina Two

Is this how we imitate, our inventive best, when we twist and shake, open every door, to mend our fences, wake up sore, fuelled with what we take, like all the rest, we won’t hesitate, fools sing for applause, faith brings us to the test, does two and two make four, the night's cool probate, scatters our innocence, no matter what cost relates, the drunken poor, ask for our presence, leave us the floor, the search for gain, is the cask they blend, don’t send them away, they're our new friends.