Grandfather Clock

Will today's children recognize "tick-toc"

Will they even associate it with clocks

Now that everything's electric

I still remember the sound of the chime

Telling all of my grandfather's house the time

And how his clock would tick

But now I go back to visit and find

That old clock sits in need of a wind

But no one takes the time

So silent in the corner it stands

Holding up it's motionless hands
A relic of days gone by

Follow the Leader

I'm in front if I convince you I am

And you just must go where I lead you

You won't be prepared to see through my scam

Living on the scraps that I feed you

I'll water 'em down so they're easy to swallow

I don't want you thinking I'd make you

But soon you're dependant on someone to follow

Just don't question where I'll take you

I assure you you'll see that you and me

Will make such a like-minded couple

And I'll let you know just how you should be

So you won't go and cause any trouble

And while you're following me around

I might ask for your opinion

And then I'll decide which way we're bound

And you'll be such useful minion

Because I'm the leader if you follow me

And you don't try to compromise

And we'll be as happy as I can be

Or at least as I can devise

Handed

Waiting for words from the mouths of the dumb
Waiting for a day that's already come
But yet the crowd still lingers

If you don't try yourself you won't understand
You won't know the power you hold in your hand
If you never flex your fingers

For strength comes from the arm no more
Ever since the pen's mightier than the sword
It's all in how you say it

Be careful how your words are spelt
And with your hand and how it's dealt
So that it's safe to play it

Epiphenomena

What to save and what to spend

Time and time and time again

Capital showing signs of growth 

While you and I wonder what we're worth

Oppression and depression are cause and effect

The same is true with greed and neglect

Indicators of a scope that's out of focus

But when blur's all you've known it's hard to notice

Manipulative monopolies and coercive cartels

Give out free information to promote what they sell

Until posters plaster every surface you see

And you're never quite sure just who you should be

See what face comes up when you flip a coin

Don't think about the disc on which they're joined

Does the subject or the object hold the value

Does illusion or reality guide you

What to save and what to spend

Time and time and time again

Capital showing signs of growth 

While you and I wonder what we're worth

Swiney Todd

Cures kepts secret

For profitable treatments

With every new disease 

Opportunities seize

Doublespeak directions

With constant corrections

Ignoring questions

As bad intentions

But what first intent

Was originally meant

Is it even remembered

Or so dismembered

By constant dissections 

And counter-objections

Making mince-meat pies

Covering the lies

In a palatable crust

Serving them with lust

To a hungry public

And if they get sick

They want treatment

Don't ask where the meat went

Or where the profits go

You don't want to know

Because if you do

It's a hair-cut for you

From an ardent barber

Sharpening his razor 

And readying his chair

For out of place hairs

To clean the appearance

With strict adhearance

To keep all things quiet

That would cause a riot

If made known

But time has shown

That well fed

Empty heads

Prefer regular feedings

To knowing what it is they're eating

Doped

Pharmaceutical prisoners

Once envisioners

Made mind slaves

Of a grave fate

But too late learn

That what was earned

Seaking some status quo

That now it's all they know

Will they see their cell

Or is it too late to tell

The things missed

In doped up bliss

It's not the way

So turn around

Hear the sound of today

As You Like It

"All the world's a stage" 

has a very different meaning 

to those who live on the stage 

than to those living in the world.

Those on stage think: 

"This is the world!" 

while those who live in the world think: 

"This is all staged..."