30 Heart-beats Ago
30 heartbeats ago we were to and fro
making love to the stars and socialites
the social types that say, "You know you're right!"
then sit back and laugh as you fail
no holy grail or tale of woe
no Sinead O'Connor to humiliate the pope
dope in vials and dope in cyphers
I could emancipate the Earth
if only I could come up with the right words
I projectile vomit when I think of unity
unity among a populace forced to be together
from the terrace of yesteryear we'll see forever
a changing variable could knock it all off course
30 heartbeats ago we were to and fro
making love to the stars and socialites
"YOU KNOW YOU'RE RIGHT!", you know your type
you know how to cut your losses
you desensitize all of your bosses
sick of reading Virgil by your first pill
a worst thrill, a fate worse than junky-ism
persistent and distanced from all humanity
Greek classics can't reform your 90's ethos
this isn't a popularity contest its a rat race
even the atheists are telling me to have faith
its all in bad taste and its all intense propaganda
love is the answer so update your tantra
Links:
Reverse Directions-DubThaDamaja
Atop A Milk Crate Podium-Prof. James Moriarty
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