There once was a time when if asked
To smile for the camera you gladly did
Tobacco considered relatively harmless
And gasoline was ludicrously cheap
Good music not yet
worn out by
Mass consumption via FM and TV
And captain had no doubts about
Sailing past the horn into Red Sea
Manifestations of the shaking frenzy
Were although genuine but few
And in the land of many tongues
My love and I commanded one or two
There still were flames to stare at
And instincts to buoyantly ignore
Through halls of guilty consciousness
Intoxicated we stumbled to and fro
It was then that I witnessed first
The feeding of the universal beast
Enlightened and enraged I couldn’t
Help but feel as penetrated pleased
And should one of these days the question
Of happiness be raised by the great Overdog
I’ll bow my head in shame, point and say
‘Yes I was, there, My Lord’
