There exists a town named Discontent.
They think they are being treated unfair.
From miles away you can hear their lament.

You see, there has been a mild case of misrepresent;
The women complain about child care.
There exists a town named Discontent.

The men can not make one red cent.
Their recent crop is rotten pear.
From miles away you can hear their lament.

The depressed children can not pitch a tent
For nearby their campground is a bear's lair.
There exists a town named Discontent.

The nearby towns do not know what to think of this event.
A place of this type is so rare.
From miles away you can hear their lament.

They cannot be wavered from their self-torment;
They are left to wallow in their dispair.
There exists a town named Discontent.
From miles away you can hear their lament.