Reclaim Your Vices

Reclaim your vices

Float downstream

Forget about your resolutions

They won’t mean a thing

Turn away the hungry

Forsake the meek

Pusillanimous vagabonds

Unfortunate freaks

You thought you could control the power

Now the power it turns on you

I hope you live to bear the haunting

Of deals you made when you thought nobody was watching you

Forecast the future

Peruse the past

Nobody wants to be forgotten

Everybody just wants to dance

Daddy says you’re not accountable

Mommy says you’re insurmountable

The truth is inconsequential

You have to realize your potential

The people toil

in poverty

you wave and smile

and expect them to believe

you understand them
and feel their pain

you’d love to stay and chat but you’ve

got to catch a plane

to somewhere else

where you are the master

and all the roads

don’t lead to disaster