Around the world I 've traveled far and near
And this advice I have for you, my dear-
Since our world is populated by Mankind,
A perfect place or country
You will never find.
We, unenlightened humans, everywhere are the same,
In language we may differ and in name,
But pretty much the same old habits we display,
No matter whether man or woman, straight or gay.
And what is thick in one place, in another will be
thin-
A pretty country will be rotten from within.
\'Though people may be friendly, the economy is bad
Corrupt officials there will just drive you mad.
And other countries cleaner, more efficient will
appear,
Advanced and ,technologically, in gear,
But rude, unhappy people in such places dwell,
Making them as friendly and hospitable as Hell.
And in the countries where pretty girls reside,
There are also goons aplenty who by law do not abide.
The girls may like you, but the hoods have other
views-
They\'ll make your face one big and bloody bruise.
And then you have some countries that are so nice,
About going home you\' ll be thinking twice.
But Communist or Fascist governments they host-
Just one wrong move and you are toast.
And if abroad you are, you\'d better not be broke-
Nobody likes a needy foreign bloke.
The smiles that were, will quickly disappear,
And in the gutter you\'ll end up, my dear.
And when back home you again return,
For those screwed-up places you\'ll begin to yearn...
The world may be unbalanced and askew
But there will never be a better world for you.
Without injustice and stupidity in it,
It won\'t be interesting, not one small bit.
There will be fewer contrasts to explore;
Living and traveling in it will be a bore.
No heros such a perfect world will need,
No prophets to combat its dwellers\' greed,
No poets to inspire them to act.
No harbingers of change it will attract.
Rejoice ye all that in a screwed-up world
You\'ve made your nest.
For in this Universe it\'s probably the best.
If ever to a better one you will pass on,
Back to its fold again you will be drawn.
