the game's a bogey
they cheated
again
they always
do
I'm not a
criminal
but I have
that energy
so I know a
crook
when I see
one
and I see
them everywhere
some of them
are pretty lush
so powerful
they embody the state
their prices
have just gone up
they were always pretty high
charisma was my best defence I never left home without it I totally seduced myself I may have been deranged, but I had sex appeal you could call it vanity but I liked to prepare my face for the mutts I might meet in the
street I didn’t accept IOUs and I didn't issue receipts coz
promises sell by the dozen but confidence
doesn’t come cheap
I’m not the charmer I used to be time presses on the
world has changed and thankfully so
have I life is a game played by
children regrets are too punk to purchase on
a superficial level I’m still in credit
or maybe I’m just high I never
let my right hand know what the left is stealing besides, I daren’t violate my parole with
an act of wilful pride so I let my
bygones remain bygones I buried that
child a long time ago I
can’t recall just where though I still
remember why
I could tell some stories
but I won’t coz you would think I’m crazy you might think something worse it’s not a cotton candy world it has some edges on it that creates friction conflict conflict is the basis of all drama I’m quite inured to drama no, I won’t waste your time with
stories they’d only make me a
liar my life
is an untold story I cannot keep
from myself
you’d better look sharp
you’d better stand tall you make yourself a target if they see you crawl you know where we’re at it’s not your first bloody nose and it won’t be your last smell that? that’s the stench of fear I can smell it everywhere it’s that year zero fragrance a bitter concoction that’s been a long time brewing in this war between ideologies you’d
better choose your enemies before
they choose you they got your name
and number there’s nowhere you can
hide coz revolution is fomenting in the universal mind
all news is fake news in this phony babylon legacy media alternative media they are all products of dodgy rhetoric as
far as I’m concerned no-one tells me
what to think I bang my own drum I
think for myself and no-one else coz it’s
a mugs game towing the party
line for those parasitic heroes who are
in it for the blood little men cast
giant shadows before a setting sun in
their world of silhouettes and chinese whispers it’s hard to get your facts on straight don’t believe what you’re handed on a
platter do your own research it’s not just what you think that matters but
how you think for yourself
