"Spiro Agnew" - Warwick

there's a beacon and it shines bright,
gold with streaks that, cold and slight,
crawl the slope and wait at your door.
poke your head out, this is what you've been patient for.

now that you've been well-received for saving all your tax receipts, spell it out, yeasayer, spell it out. just cuz we drink formaldehyde, that don't mean we're all dead inside. so say it now, lifesaver, say it now.

there's a weakened sense of pride,
bent, refracted and simplified,
it tears the world up and hurts your war.
but calm yourself down, there's still another four.
oh wait ['08]

now that you have blown off steam, it's time you built a time machine and fix it now, our savior, fix it now. you've not cast a silhouette, so what suggests your laws are set. pass it down, torchgiver. keep 'em sound, lion tamer.

we will start your packing, we know who we're backing,
there is no apartheid, no need for a part-time.

now that the lord is come, your grand ol' party is struck dumb. so clean it up, janitor, clean it up. oppress the man who brought you this, the king of all monkey-wrenches. so stave it off, medicine man. pay it off with your plan.

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