A man in a black suit
Walked through an iron post
A clerk stared in stunned silence
No, he was not a ghost
His black Cadillac sped away
Throwing the darks aside
Yes, it no longer mattered
He got a whole **** world inside
A righteous cloth wavered
On one side of the fender
Like a lonely lost cowboy
Slowly losing its luster
Yes, it does not matter now
It was only an old symbol
It won't free up enough bucks
To do anything rational
From the needle-point of view
Of the naives and downtrodden
The great spot was exploitative
Mind you, it owned the mainstream
From the artful thoughts
Of the artless and the browns
'twas a friendly fishing net
Crowding everyone around
There was a unifying vision
Yet it was oversimplified
There was much to condemn
That which can not be spoken
Since the losers were good
The winners were awesome
Never mind the conspiracy
Never mind the stealthy harm
It works all the same
All over mighty federations
What's built into the system
May never be reformed
Jan 15, 2013
Jan 15, 2013 at 9:39 PM UTC
A man in a black suit
Walked through an iron post
A clerk stared in stunned silence
No, he was not a ghost
His black Cadillac sped away
Throwing the darks aside
Yes, it no longer mattered
He got a whole **** world inside
A righteous cloth wavered
On one side of the fender
Like a lonely lost cowboy
Slowly losing its luster
Yes, it does not matter now
It was only an old symbol
It won't free up enough bucks
To do anything rational
From the needle-point of view
Of the naives and downtrodden
The great spot was exploitative
Mind you, it owned the mainstream
From the artful thoughts
Of the artless and the browns
'twas a friendly fishing net
Crowding everyone around
There was a unifying vision
Yet it was oversimplified
There was much to condemn
That which can not be spoken
Since the losers were good
The winners were awesome
Never mind the conspiracy
Never mind the stealthy harm
It works all the same
All over mighty federations
What's built into the system
May never be reformed
