I AM By Tom Jensen
I am to their God
What the Beatles were to Jesus
Independent thought
Is the only thing that frees us
Even chained to a cross
I claim that you
Can still get lost
But not everyone believes this
Noah floated in a flood
And the reason was all because
Humans are just like
Viruses and diseases
Just as peasants are to power
As dangerous as weeds
Are to a flower...
And Brutus was to Caesar
Living in the age of painted rust
Sure looks pretty but do you trust
That it would even hold your weight
Or all those behind you trying to escape
From all you corporate hypnotists
Going around brainwashing little kids
Almost too slippery it's so surreal
The way I think and the way I float
The way I vote and the way I feel
Almost too good it should be destroyed
But then again that would leave
An awful lot of people left unemployed
And we know they'd need something
To kill time and fill the void
Some choose crime over rhyme
And Sarah Palin over Arundhati Roy
Oh to be a master to many
And a slave to none
Won't you tell me all about it
It sure does sound like fun