Serpentine

pavlov hits me with more bad news

every time i answer the phone

so i play and i sing and i just let it ring

all day when i'm at home

a defacto choice of macro

or microcosmic melancholy

but, baby, any way you slice it

i'm thinkin i could just as soon use

the time alone

yes, the goons have gone global

and the CEOs are shredding files

and the democrans and the republicrats

are flashing their toothy smiles

and uncle tom is posing for a photo op

with the oval office clan

and uncle sam is rigging cockfights

in the promised land

and that knife you stuck in my back is still there

it pinches a little when i sigh and moan

and these days i'm thinkin i could just as soon use

the time alone

cuz all the wrong people have the power

of suggestion

and the freedom of the press is meaningless

if nobody asks a question

i mean

causation by definition

is such a complex compilation

of factors

that to even try to say why

is to over simplify

but that's a far cry

isn't it dear?

from acting like you're the only one there

unrepentantly self centered and unfair

enter all suckers scrambling for the scoop

exit mr. eye contact

who took his flirt and flew the coop

but whatever

no matter

no fishin trips

no fishin

cuz mamma's officially out of commission

and did i mention

in there

somewhere

did i mention

somewhere

in there

that i traded babe ruth?

yes, i traded the only player that was bigger than the game

and i can't even tell you why

cuz you'd think i'm insane

and that's the truth

and the music industry mafia is pimping girl power

sniping off their sharp shooter singles from their styrofoam towers

and hip hop is tied up in the back room

with a logo stuffed in its mouth

cuz the master's tools will never dismantle the master's house

but then

i'm getting away from myself

as i get closer and closer to home

and the difference between you and me baby

is i get fucked up

when i'm alone

and i must admit

today my inner pessimist

seems to have got the best of me

we start out sugared up on kool-aid and manifest destiny

and we memorize all the president's names

like little trained monkeys

and then we're spit into the world

so many spinny-eyed t.v. junkies

incapable of unravelling the military industrial mystery

preemptively pacified with history book history

and i've been around the world now

and i can see this about america

the mind control is steep here, man

the myopia is deep here

and behold

those that try to expose the reality

who really try to realize democracy

are shot with rubber bullets and gassed off the streets

while the global power brokers are kept clean and discrete

behind a wall

behind a moat

and that is all

that's all she wrote

and my heart beats an sss o o o sss

cuz folks just couldn't care care care less less less

as long as every day is superbowl sunday

and larger than life women in lingerie

are pouting at us from every bus stop

shelovesme shelovesmenot shelovesme shelovesmenot...

and big government should not stand between a man and his money

i mean "what's good for business is good for the country"

our children still take that lie like communion

the same old line

the confederacy used on the union

conjugate liberty

into libertarian

and medicate it

associate it

with deregulation

privitization

we won't even know we're slaves

on a corporate plantation

somebody say halleluja!

somebody say damnation!

cuz the profit system follows the path of least resistance

and the path of least resistance is what makes the river crooked

makes it serpentine

capitalism is the devil's wet dream

so just give me my judy garland drugs

and let me get back to work

cuz the empire state building

is the tallest building in new york

and i always got the feeling

you just liked to hear it fall

off your tongue

but i remember my name

in your mouth

and i don't think i was done

hearing it close to my ear

on a whisper's way to a moan

but pavlov hits me with more bad news every time i answer the phone

so i play and i sing and i just let it ring all day when i'm at home

a defacto choice of macro

or microcosmic melancholy

but baby, any way you slice it

i'm thinkin i could just as soon use

the time alone