Songs stay the same but the lyrics change—wrote this with a friend in mind after what we thought was a war we fought:
Tried to die in a war but you’ll die in the streets / With blood on your fists / Muddy boots on your feet / Gotta run with the veils of the truth that you seek
There’s a panic in their eyes and flames in their beards / They said the man wouldn’t listen: so they pulled off his ears / and threw them down from from the tower so the people could sing
“Government is the science of the administration of the public good, and should never be confused with politics, which is the fine art of exploiting the ignorance of the people.”
~Manly P. Hall (‘Facing the Facts’ 1932)
"There are treasures in the ocean!",
learn to swim and they may share;
they said they’re saving us a portion and every death is counted fair.
But when you finally use the map
you’ll find the gold was never there.
And why they sent us on this road?
No one knows.
eventually, you understand why roosters can't fly. that is why I've purged my profile. no offense to either side of the chicken fence. #dont_bring_guns_to_a_cock_fight