“The Greatest in the Kingdom”
Is the title they all seek
But, one by one, they’re branded dumb
Quite cowardly and weak
Believing they must tow the line
Always conform, or else
Boot-licking, grinning, tap dancing
With no true sense of self
Taking orders from a trickster
So sure they’re above the law
So sure they’re above the law
Ignoring red flags, flaunting rules
Excusing every flaw
Are they keeping score
Are they keeping score
Or are they truly blind?
There’s a pattern they aren’t seeing
Favor's what they think they’ll find—
As long as they’re compliant
Little pieces of their souls
Are chipped away, as well as
Any dignity they’ve known
There’s a pattern they aren’t seeing
Favor's what they think they’ll find—
As long as they’re compliant
Little pieces of their souls
Are chipped away, as well as
Any dignity they’ve known
Once respected, but now,
That time’s long past
It’s interesting how they all think
This honeymoon will last
It’s hard to understand
It’s hard to understand
How and why anyone
Would work so hard--risk self-respect
Would work so hard--risk self-respect
Until there’s simply none
Daily hoping that no one
With brain cells will surmise
Their memory’s not great
And they can’t keep up with their lies
Their memory’s not great
And they can’t keep up with their lies
Still, they hope that they will skip
The looming consequences
Be exempt when justice comes
Be done with mending fences
Be done with mending fences
Bad Company will leave them scarred
And with straight face, will say
“I don’t know who these losers are”
And clothe them in dismay
"But I loved and endorsed you!"
The bewildered patsies sing
Then lament what they threw away
Simply to kiss a ring
How many more will risk it all?
Is the promise that tempting?
Honesty lost when duty called
One more career’s sad ending
How many more will risk it all?
Is the promise that tempting?
Honesty lost when duty called
One more career’s sad ending
“I just did what I was told”
Can’t be the line they use
When gross missteps surely unfold
Can’t be the line they use
When gross missteps surely unfold
And pardons are refused
What does their ruler have on them
That makes them sanction nonsense?
Or, are they the chosen kind
Straddlers of the fence?
Are they desperate?
What does their ruler have on them
That makes them sanction nonsense?
Or, are they the chosen kind
Straddlers of the fence?
Are they desperate?
Are they scared?
Is there a possibility
That a law-abiding citizen’s
Is there a possibility
That a law-abiding citizen’s
Not who they wish to be?
Perhaps, some used to stand for good
Not get caught up in madness
Maybe they all misunderstood
The strongman's circumstances
Loyal to none; True to no one
Will more bow down in shame
Before this maddening farce is done?
Who'll forfeit their good name?
No comments:
Post a Comment