god by another name

The decay has set in helped along by honchos who have lost their heads and don't want you to forget it.
Paying for luxury by lap dancing to the tune of the too loud rock and roll coming through the devil's amplifiers.
Skilled at deep consumption and living hand to hedge fund.

Priceless experiences of Lamborghini fantasies.
Pumping the senses with appropriate stimulants and nutrients.
Dressed in loose fitting evil.
Eaten on the inside by off-the-radar locusts, but in their ears they hear the August crickets.

Except for the humbug unleashed on a perfectly good species, things wouldn't be so bad.
In the labs they're working out what's the most effective means of containment---bone biting biological or its psychological sidekick,
dogmatized for convenience and an integral part of the market godhead.
But it's the hypocrisy that's the killer as far keeping down your dinner.

Have faith and the Secret will sweep you off your feet like the tornado taking Charlie Parker out of Kansas.
Faith and a little behind the scenes fixing.

The poor will always be needed to mill the Mercedes grace of the full-of-shit shakers.
Greed by another name will always glitter as the kleptocracy innovates and gets better and better.
The bands keep playing while the band-aids are applied to the hemorrhaging suppliers of labour.
The castle building continues on the backs of of the billions hustling to keep on eating.
The chemically imbalanced and the psychologically challenged enjoy the panoptic view.
There's occasional rushes of euphoria that they attribute to being voluntarily deranged all in a good cause.

Its a little bitty psyche thing.
Motivation gone off the deep end.
The vulgarity between the ears of a minority got the majority retching.

In the midst of this moonlessness the moon makes its move into the underground atoms.
You can hear pinging , by passing the godheads and the golden calf crew.
A god by another name retouching yesterdays.
And todays where the sun swallows the greys.