Their songs are echoes of "Blur" or "Rage Against the Machine",
Don't attest to independence of mind.
Boorish measure,
Heavy philosophy of life,
Duplicator's style. "Wow" -
Unwrought audience solidaryly smack.
They keep the windows closed,
Plagiarism grows in a glasshouse,
Come on, authors of the echoes,
Verify your sound,
It cannot return... Eaten.
Plagiary fattens echoeaters,
It is necessary to take authors' bonuses off -
Gloomy throats blur their rage against the machine.