For the pipe dreams of the luminous and eloquent
shunned to elucidate ostentatious temperament
we’ve got to draw the line
to ostracise the talented from the contrived
For a gentlemen, soaked to bone in gin,
doing anything to leave that void he’s in
while the born writers craft with pen and a page
the charlatans preach behind a mic on a stage
I won’t pick to pieces what I don’t understand
but I know that no power nor pride makes a man
forfeit conjecture, relinquish your fear
stand alone in the penultimate year
Fear draws near, always weighing us down
to a family underground, an airloom stands proud
'cause he's not so much his fathers son
more a product of his fathers battles won
of the blood, sweat, tears, tried and true all these years
through a bloodline ripe with musical pioneers,
unsung.
Unsung!
I won’t pick to pieces what I don’t understand
but I know that no power nor pride makes a man
forfeit conjecture, relinquish your fear
stand alone in the penultimate year
My heart is heavy, burdened with the weight
of good men and women who could’ve been great
a moment in it’s radiance will change your mind
and an hour will change your life
Wake up take a chance,
take step out your door
f** the money, f** the fame
know we can still change this world
f** the cardinal charlatans
pull on that thread
until the bigotry unravels and reveals amends
f** it!
wake up now, ha
take a step out your door
wake up ha, now
take a step out your door