Welcome to government
by the stupid and intolerant
they solve the trolley problem adding homeless to the tracks
Unholy covenant
colour coded and indifferent
The devil's got the good looks and the sharpest goddamn suits
No answer to the queries
can this weariness endure?
Our hero took a potshot
but his stamina was gone:
he slipped and he slid and he swung and he missed
you slip and you slide and you swing and you miss
so swift we gurgle laugh
another vertebra has cracked
crumbled how and ever low
and ever so, o ever so
The grifters resonant
Impeccably elegant
No talk of revolution from self-immolating meffs
But it's significant
They're miles from the front:
Where better for a murder than the Orient Express?
Maybe the question ain't about which lever will you pull
but who it is demanding that you do it
Cause if they're not able to flick the switch themselves
then in our hands rests power over life - and over death
