Eulogy And Light lyrics
Our father
Which art on Wall Street
Honored be thy buck
Thy
kingdom came
This be thy year
From sea to shining sea
Thou givest me false pride
Funked down by the riverside
From
every head and ass, may dollars flow
Give us this pay
Our daily
bread
Forgive us our goofs
As we rob from each other
He maketh me to sell dope to small children
For thou art evil
And we adore thee
Thy destruction and thy power
They comfort
me
My Cadillac and my pinky ring
They restoreth me in thee
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of poverty
I must
feel their envy
For I am loaded, high and all those other goodies
That go along with the good god big buck
To your horse
A
? grows there
Ahead in time, the unexpected soul-searching beam of the
strobe
But now, the stairway looms
And as I rise
The cries of
kittens, gray, make way
For there, now near
Here now, gone, alone
I feel my wrist, it flicks the switch
No lights reveal the room or me
She sees, then panics, grabs a light
I scream, silent comforts
that are not heard
I panic, for I have not said a word
Hysteria
hold the room in sway
I run, I back away, to hide
From what?
From fear?
The truth, the light?
Is truth the light?
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