Sometimes

Sometimes

From the album Time's New Romans

Sometimes it’s not art
Sometimes you just play your part
Shut up and push the buttons
Lay the knife to the meat and start cutting

Dumb it down for the dumber ones
Juice it up for the juicy ones
Mix it up for the mixed up ones
And keep it clean for the cleaner ones
Make it nasty for the nasty ones
Shout it loud for the stupid ones
Don’t you make your brother stumble
As he tries to find the door

On the Mall the ageless giants play
to those without ears and nothing to say
the rotunda gleams behind
as they sing it one more time
and the game will start at nine
Dream on, it’s still fine

There’s a melting pot of discontent
There’s a secret shadow government
There’s money lost and time well spent
Searching for some truth

Sow discord or be so bored
Play along and take your meds
When the top blows off of this beast
When they’re coming for your head
They’ll have their way, you’ll have your say
And in the end it’s not so bad
You did what you could, you did some good
And that wasn’t the point anyway

And surely by now you know your part
And you know sometimes that it can’t be art
Just make a noise, make some sound
Sometimes you’ve got to sharpen the blade
And sometimes you come around

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