Walkin on Air
They've Come a Long Way
Bartender! Rack ‘em up in a straight line
like my Daddy's proverbial pocket philosophies;
make sure the shots don't spill to intertwine
where the worn bar-surface echoes allegories
only to reverberate in the dustbin of empty prattle:
regurgitated whisky logic garbled incessantly
by drovers of ever faltulating, cud chewing cattle
whose faith relies on brawn, bullets and mindless pleasantry.
They've come a long way from Saloon to Congressional seats,
where in unison wolves howl and the lonely sheep bleats,
vying for attention from senators' comatose inattention
and a whitewashed house full of evil not fit to mention,
where Uncles Sam and Tom frolic in abject scorn
and celebrate iniquity quaffing the amber Johnny Barleycorn.
like my Daddy's proverbial pocket philosophies;
make sure the shots don't spill to intertwine
where the worn bar-surface echoes allegories
only to reverberate in the dustbin of empty prattle:
regurgitated whisky logic garbled incessantly
by drovers of ever faltulating, cud chewing cattle
whose faith relies on brawn, bullets and mindless pleasantry.
They've come a long way from Saloon to Congressional seats,
where in unison wolves howl and the lonely sheep bleats,
vying for attention from senators' comatose inattention
and a whitewashed house full of evil not fit to mention,
where Uncles Sam and Tom frolic in abject scorn
and celebrate iniquity quaffing the amber Johnny Barleycorn.
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They`ve Come a Long Way
They`ve Come a Long Way
