The Ballad of Marion Zioncheck
Left at London
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Marion, born december 5th, a sagittarius
Mother & father, 2 little sisters, all were immigrants
America was waiting for you
America was waiting for you
Marion’s fam’ly saw his humor as absurdity
Nevertheless, he joined the local university
& studied for a third of his life
He studied for a third of his life
& passed the bar
He was a lawyer
Working for free
& was fervid in speech
All of the workers
That he’d protect
Say he practiced what he preached
Hated the mayor, so he petitionеd to recall the guy
For he attеmpted selling off Seattle City Light
Two hundred thousand names on the form
Two hundred thousand names on the form
He, with the people on his side, became a congressman
Winning a district often taken by republicans
To Washington from Washington state
To Washington from Washington state
At 32
When re-elected
Everyone loved him
Except for his peers
A coalition
Set on his downfall
Would form in his last years
He married a woman he knew for a week cuz he couldn’t wait
Took part in a riot while still on his honeymoon
They took him away in a jacket to the sanitarium
Declared as insane, jumped the fence of the place, & soon
Returning home, announced his re-election
Then called the campaign off again
Almost as if becoming lesser like yourself had been an art
Marion, less subdued & sober, saw the world observe him fall apart
He wrote a note & left his window several stories high
Landed abruptly near the car his wife was waiting by
They say she changed the day that he died
They say she changed the day that he died
& in the note, he said his only hope in life had been
That he’d improve upon the way the world was living in
But people only knew him as strange
The people only knew him as strange
And nothing more
Were you a genius
Were you a fool
Or in need of a cure?
Was it in anger
Was it in fear
Or had it been in fervor?
All of the quirks we used to have are now a symptom of
Acronyms we don’t get to know that we’re the victims of
Then people say that we’ll never change
& so, of course we don’t ever change
But still, we try
Mother & father, 2 little sisters, all were immigrants
America was waiting for you
America was waiting for you
Marion’s fam’ly saw his humor as absurdity
Nevertheless, he joined the local university
& studied for a third of his life
He studied for a third of his life
& passed the bar
He was a lawyer
Working for free
& was fervid in speech
All of the workers
That he’d protect
Say he practiced what he preached
Hated the mayor, so he petitionеd to recall the guy
For he attеmpted selling off Seattle City Light
Two hundred thousand names on the form
Two hundred thousand names on the form
He, with the people on his side, became a congressman
Winning a district often taken by republicans
To Washington from Washington state
To Washington from Washington state
At 32
When re-elected
Everyone loved him
Except for his peers
A coalition
Set on his downfall
Would form in his last years
He married a woman he knew for a week cuz he couldn’t wait
Took part in a riot while still on his honeymoon
They took him away in a jacket to the sanitarium
Declared as insane, jumped the fence of the place, & soon
Returning home, announced his re-election
Then called the campaign off again
Almost as if becoming lesser like yourself had been an art
Marion, less subdued & sober, saw the world observe him fall apart
He wrote a note & left his window several stories high
Landed abruptly near the car his wife was waiting by
They say she changed the day that he died
They say she changed the day that he died
& in the note, he said his only hope in life had been
That he’d improve upon the way the world was living in
But people only knew him as strange
The people only knew him as strange
And nothing more
Were you a genius
Were you a fool
Or in need of a cure?
Was it in anger
Was it in fear
Or had it been in fervor?
All of the quirks we used to have are now a symptom of
Acronyms we don’t get to know that we’re the victims of
Then people say that we’ll never change
& so, of course we don’t ever change
But still, we try
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