BEING HIP By Tom Jensen
Only when the police came
Did the crowd finally disperse
Because I’m a VERY High Impact Person
As a matter-of-fact
I got labelled then libelled
Least wanted as well as world’s worst
Of these facts I am quite certain
Who knows who’s got the dirt on me?
The government, religions and corporations,
Everybody and their mother's self-serving institutions
Fillin' your head with with mental pollution
Well, they all wanna put a hurting on me
Keep on upping the ante
By raising the bounty on me
Leg breaking Tony
keeps blurting out:
It's curtains for me!
As the Godfather pouts:
It sounded so good...
The offer he made me
And the things
That he said to me:
I...challenge you
to defend your beliefs
I...am telling you
You are surrounded by thieves
They are... deceiving you
Just so they can get what they need
And we are the ones who
Are falling to our knees
Well, the money's on the table
My thoughts are down the drain
I'll stand if I'm able
Or for as long as I can - yeah
I've been holding on for dear life
Just as tightly as I can
Answering questions truthfully
Because I'm an honest man
And for an honest man
Searching for an honest life
There's no place left
With an unshined light
Ain't no room left
Inside of his soul
That he can call his own
That no one wants to control
That's why...
Only when the police came
Did the crowd finally disperse
Because I’m a VERY High Impact Person