gilded halls
shopping malls
sing a song
the song of plenty
fattened waists
diet hastes
sing a song
the song of plenty
corporate greed
more indeed
sing a song
the song of plenty
masticated gesticulated rancor
of our elated indifference
oceans away really what for
when we have no inside inference
teeming streets
electric teats
sing a song
the song of plenty
passions cooled
masses fooled
sing a song
a song of plenty
wicked thoughts
nameless droughts
sing a song
the song of plenty
bulbous land of bilious bite
of whining witless tuneless din
some day some way someone’s insight
will expose our guiltless sin
freedom canned
rights are slammed
sing a song
a song of plenty
dull belief
hail to chief
sing a song
a song of plenty
stupid youths
plastic truths
sing a song
the song of plenty
how do our gods take care of us
when bitter blood is what they need
we live in a place of avarice
and silent sickly souls that bleed
beauty pageants
gleaming gadgets
sing a song
the song of plenty
holy ghosts
violent hosts
sing a song
the song of plenty
world that died
from too much pride
sing a song
the song of plenty
how do we what do we know
from a land that gave us all
when will it slow
how will it show
when our greatnesses fall
and we are not so tall
in a land
a land of plenty
October 23, 2007 at 2:55 am |
I’m smiling in agreement to this song. And I’m a little afraid of how it will show.
October 23, 2007 at 3:19 am |
that is why we make money…to spend, spend,spend!! One day the land of plenty is going to be the land of nothing
October 24, 2007 at 2:57 am |
Greed makes men do many evil things, but rest assured that they will all pay dearly for their deeds.
October 25, 2007 at 2:03 pm |
I’m going to scan this again, but I think it would sing really well to the tune of “Silver Bells”.
It’s Christmas time in the city…