About this user
I talk of freedom
you talk of the flag
I talk of revolution
you'd much rather brag
and as the decibels of this disenchanting discourse
continue to dampen the day
the coin flips again and again, and again, and again
as our sanity walks away
all this discussion though politically correct
is dead beyond destruction
though it leaves me quite erect
and as the final sunset rolls behind the earth
and the clock is finally dead
I'll look at you, you'll look at me
and we'll cry a lot
but this will be what we said
this will be what we said
Look where all this talking got us, baby.
We're talkin' anchors, talkin' ships, we're talkin' seas,
we're talkin' everything you need
you should be workin' now,
not only askin' how
and the whereabouts of where you'll be.
I don't suspect you will be thinking
when the brain is dead
and the mind has taken over,
this is a skill, this is not a game,
where have you been,
are you with us?
can you hear us?
got the megaphone pointed at you
