Dragnet
I saw a dragnet
I saw a burning candle
I met the forces of finance
And the armies of debt
Collecting the ruins
Of their fallen empire
We’re all complicit
In the deaths of thousands
With our racist borders
And our ruined systems
And how does touring
Make a difference?
It feels like honesty
And a liberation
To have stopped
But tick tock, in no time
I’m back at the trough
Doesn’t make a difference
Flower like a tool
Face like a sacrifice
Sitting in my car
Smoking in the performance
I took it over
Walking over, my own shoulder
And now I’m older
They fucked us over
Not another one
Someday we’ll get there
Or more likely never
I like your music
Is it on, the radio?
Turn it up
Turn me off
I find time
And a lifetime of debt
To make me sweeter
I just try to make it
Write and write
Creative stories
To make it over
To make it bolder
To make our tea
I know that guy
He’s my enemy
And what does it mean?
Your partner’s a dealer
And what does it mean?
They burnt the candle