Post by De Anna Lane Aston on Nov 16, 2012 21:18:56 GMT -5
Dead In A Box Cannot Get Much More Final
It is the silly season new millennium
Who counted seventy-five Bond movie sex scenes
And for what greater future use
Said a singer killing a factor song was awesome
Came up with sob stories to sell bad tunes
And no one can tell the silly girls
As per usual their only value
Is swooning and crying
Selling and buying
Swallowing mediocracy whole
Swallowing the brands
And everything else.
It is the sad new millennium
He threw a punch and then there was a brawl
Outside the forgotten think before you act hall
And the ignorant, greedy masses say kill
Fear and paranoia need to be fed
Something the government said
Ah let us repeat history again
And the silly boys hard up for cash
Feast on dreams of power and glory
Turn a deaf ear to the cannon fodder story
So we can all feel safe in the biggest denial
Dead in a box cannot get much more final.
It is the lazy brain new millennium
The world wobbles around the looney
Skips a heart beat over the tooney
The chief in charge is a God gooney
Sitting with a finger up the nose
Abandoned nature from the moment of conception
Used up and spit out tar tainted earth
Keeping corporate somewhere in the loop
Keeping the people poor and duped
Scaring the fuck out of a bunch of jerks
Legislating away every freedom and right
While you are busy worshipping dead heroes and idols.
De Anna Lane Aston
copyright 2012
It is the silly season new millennium
Who counted seventy-five Bond movie sex scenes
And for what greater future use
Said a singer killing a factor song was awesome
Came up with sob stories to sell bad tunes
And no one can tell the silly girls
As per usual their only value
Is swooning and crying
Selling and buying
Swallowing mediocracy whole
Swallowing the brands
And everything else.
It is the sad new millennium
He threw a punch and then there was a brawl
Outside the forgotten think before you act hall
And the ignorant, greedy masses say kill
Fear and paranoia need to be fed
Something the government said
Ah let us repeat history again
And the silly boys hard up for cash
Feast on dreams of power and glory
Turn a deaf ear to the cannon fodder story
So we can all feel safe in the biggest denial
Dead in a box cannot get much more final.
It is the lazy brain new millennium
The world wobbles around the looney
Skips a heart beat over the tooney
The chief in charge is a God gooney
Sitting with a finger up the nose
Abandoned nature from the moment of conception
Used up and spit out tar tainted earth
Keeping corporate somewhere in the loop
Keeping the people poor and duped
Scaring the fuck out of a bunch of jerks
Legislating away every freedom and right
While you are busy worshipping dead heroes and idols.
De Anna Lane Aston
copyright 2012
