The Lyrxo of the Crowd Akira The Don (Ft. Charles Bukowski)

The genius of the crowd
(Akira)
There is enough
Treachery, hatred, violence, absurdity
In the average human being
To supply any given army on any given day
Any given army on any given day
And the best at murder
Are those who preach against it
And the best at hate
Are those who preach love
And the best at war
Finally
Are those who preach peace

[Chorus]
Those who preach God
Need God
Those who preach peace, do not have peace
Those who preach love, do not have love
Beware the preachers
Beware the knowers

Beware those who are always reading books
Beware those who either detest poverty
Or are proud of it
Beware those quick to praise
For they need praise in return
Beware those quick to censor, they are afraid of what they do not know
Beware those who seek constant crowds
They are nothing alone
Beware the average man
The average woman
Beware their love
Their love is average, seeks average but there is genius
In their hatred
There is enough genius in their hatred
To kill you, to kill anybody
Not wanting solitude
Not understanding solitude
They will attempt to destroy
Anything that differs from their concept