Winded through monotone
one foot on checkered floor
head hung but still watching

one dimlit figurine

concealed

pass it on
appeal
play along


please don't stop singing
cohorts are empty jars


concealed
pass it on

appeal
play along


meanwhile another scene
tracking mud while blood letting
we've been so proud


watch how our star behaves
we'll all roll in our graves

sink with every word
while all their backs were turned


meanwhile our little gem
is sleeping with sycophants
but now and then we're joining in

tracking mud while blood letting
we've been so proud