Simmer down, gather round–
The king has come to speak
To teach you how to think.
Easy lies the head that wears the crown.
The truth is here but it can't be found,
And you get tired of searching.
A king plays faith like a game
No different than money, power, and fame.
Shifting blame where it pays,
A king will get his way.
When you're broken and looking for something to believe.
When you mistake truth for honesty.
Hard to see you when you're acting like somebody else
Trust everybody but yourself.
And all the moments and the memories we used to share
Were polluted by a tidal wave of septic air.
I start to wonder
If you are still there.
Simmer down, simmer down.
Oh,
We've been down this road before
Hey know you way too well.
I can tell you're shaken up
By the posters on the wall
You let them in too easy.
Tear 'em off the wall or find another friend to call
I don't want your propaganda no more.
Words seep through your bones.
Let the church absolve your soul
And dissolve your fate in a prayer;
Dissolve your trust in the air.
When you're broken and looking for something to believe
When you mistake truth for honesty.
Hard to see you when you're acting like somebody else
Trust
Everybody but yourself.
And all the moments and the memories we used to share
Were polluted by a tidal wave of septic air.
I start to wonder
If you are still there.
Written down on the holiest of scriptures,
No wiser than the popcorn pictures.
People cave to the grandest illusion,
Mass ignorance just an easier solution.
And on my tombstone I really hope it read that I bled
For the thoughts in your head you never said.
And to think from hope and not fear
I would rather be Van Gogh's left ear
Than have a sensible sustainable career.
And I would rather smoke a j on the veranda
Than listen to your propaganda.