card-

 

o.k. my boy so i'm up to here

but you've gone so far 

that you're nowhere near 

to seeing the story to seeing the pace 

all you can think of is not losing face

 

the banks have gone frantic

the governments too

the armies get ready they want to use you

they tell you the danger is everywhere now 

who is the enemy, who can tell ?

 

it may be your boss or some union chief 

it may be your child or some other creep 

they just could be yellow

they just could be brown

fur hats and boots or maybe a gown

 

no one will say for certain you see 

'cause what comes up tomorrow 

cannot now be seen 

except for some patterns

except for some facts

the building has fallen

you'll soon hear the smack !