You played cypher to the swine
With his chalices of wine
And his niece who wears your penis like a crown
All that power has escaped you
Though you toiled all the day through
With the promise of a hummer and a pound
And I don't know what to do for you
I could draw you a picture of the world and a screw
I could alert you that your dreams are on fire
And your prophet is a banker and a liar
And if their money don't fulfil you
There are medicines that will do
All the thinking for you so you can relax
The poison kiss of easy living
Full of sh** and unforgiving
To the poor who rest its burden on their backs
And I don't know what to do for you
I could draw you a picture of the world and a screw
I could alert you that your dreams are on fire
And your prophet is a banker and a liar
And I don't know what to do for you
I could draw you a picture of the world and a screw
I could alert you that your dreams are on fire
And your prophet is a banker and a liar