DECOMPOSITION BLUES
We've thrown our stones
We've named our targets, slung our arrowsWith corpses and bones
Laid firm foundation for tomorrowAnd we've risen above
And soundly around our positionSeems all's correct
`Cept that stench of decompositionBridge:I'm not dreamin' about what was -
hold no stock in yesterday causeIt's just the same
Suffer the greed through wars and cancer, profit from need, conceal the answers
These bones will rot in wait of changeDig these bones, stew these bones,
beat the bones and deal these bones
We've been the mindsLike fists wrapped tightly - round conclusions
Accommodate the past - just to keep with the profusion
As decay starts to waft of dangerous historyWith thought and flame -
we decompose as much as necessary