Darkness at the break of noon,
shadows even the silver spoon
ec lipses both the sun and moon
To un derstand, you know, too soon,
there is no sense in try ing
Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn
From the fool's gold mouthpiece,
That he not busy being born,
Temptations, page flies out the door
You follow, find yourself at war
Watch waterfalls of pity roar
You feel the moan, but unlike before
You discover that you'll just be one
So don't fear if you hear
A foreign sound to your ear
It's alright, Ma, I'm only sane
As some warn victory, some downfall
Private reasons, great or small
Can be seen in the eyes of those who call
To make everything that should
don't hate nothing at all except
Disillusioned words like bullets spark
As human gods aim for their mark
Make everything from toy guns that spark
Christ that glow in the dark
It's easy to see without looking too far
That not much is really sacred
While preachers preach of evil fates
And teachers teach that knowledge waits
can lead to hundred -dollar plates and
goodness hides behind its gates
but even the President of the United States
must sometimes have to stand naked
The rules of the road have been lost
Advertising signs that con you
Into thinking you're the one
That can do what's never been done
That can win what's never been won
Meanwhile life outside goes
You lose yourself, you reappear
Alone you stand with no one near
Startles your sleeping ears to hear
A question in your nerves is lit
Yet you know that there's no answer fit
To satisfy you and ensure
To keep it in your mind and not forget
That it's not he, or she, or them,
Although the masters make the rules
For the wise men and the fools
I got nothing more to live
The blemished must obey authority
That they do not respect in any degree
Who despise their jobs, their destinies
Speak jealously of those that are free
Cultivate their flowers just to be
Nothing more than something
While some on principles baptized
To strict party platform ties
Social clubs in drag disguise
Outsiders they can freely criticize
Tell nothing except who to idolize
And then they say, God bless you
Gargles in the rat race choir
Bent out of shape by society's pliers
Cares not to come up any higher
On anyone who lives in a vault
Old lady judges watch people in pairs
To push false morals, insult and stare
While money doesn't talk it swears
Obscenity, who really cares?
Propaganda on it's phoney
With a killer's pride, security
It blows their minds most bitterly
Won't fall upon them naturally
Like sometimes, must get lonely
False gods, I scuff at pettiness
Walk upside down inside handcuffs
Kick my legs to crash it off
Say, okay, I've had enough
What else can you show me?
They'd probably put my head in a gate