This Thing I wrote

They shot a leader in public who stood in their way

For precious moments they showed they actually exist

But right back behind curtains they told others what to say

Unless you looked closely their brief presence was missed

He sealed his fate when he said we all breathe this same air

How dare he humanize our enemies?! We need perpetual war!

It was supposed to be Nixon but tv caught his greedy stare

So he got his one term. He'd never live to see anymore

Behind their curtains they bent on little battles like civil rights

The things they could give up without feeling harsh stings

But when it came to the battle of bombs and bloody fights

You're picking the wrong battle to harm the money that brings

So in full view of the world they took the risk of being seen

Showed generations to come what challenging them would cost

Our way or death. There is no room for a path cut in between

When money and power are at stake there's no concern for lives lost

And over in six seconds they slithered back behind their curtains

Sipping cocktails and laughing as the world witnessed its hope die

Throw a lamb to the people while they are still dazed and hurtin'

They'll condemn him forever without ever bothering to ask why

Let the media paint a commissioned picture

Let congress and Hoover do what they do

Toss in a hint of Commies, we'll get even richer

The evil genius in the minds of those hidden few

Behind curtains they rule like the emperors of old

Over centuries they've learned though to conceal face

The dream still alive that one day the whole world they'll hold

Proper kings and queens presiding over the entire human race

Behind their curtains they think of you and I as mere peasants

Fodder for puppet masters that recklessly play a serious game

Just as they did when kings watched battles from protected castles

To them only pride but for us the price remains the same

Its our blood that spills just as its our hands that cut

Let our hearts and humanity pay that ever expensive toll

As they prance through their days eyes wide but proudly shut

To the fact that they've put the world into its current fiery hole

Yes, to those behind curtains I mean less than nothing

For generations now they've never been told they will pay

They are comforted knowing they created the fodder's division

Confident any traces of their presence has long been swept away

But what a glorious day it would be indeed

If the fodder laid down arms and took hands instead

Come to terms that we've been duped by those addicted to greed

And actually listen to the words the slain one said

"We all inhabit this small planet

We all breathe the same air

We all cherish our children's future

And we are all mortal"

All of us are mortal even those that hide from view

And inside that thought there resides a heartbeat of hope

That behind their curtains their worst nightmare comes true

And the fodder will gather together with pitchfork and rope

I'm glad we came from here and now

Cause in the olden times you'd a taken my head

Vilify me, then justify it by telling a story

Of how a queen ended up with a peasant in bed

I could see how it be in Revolutionary France

In a majestic court telling stories tall and proud

The obedient nobles clinging to every word

And a guillotine for me in front of a joyous crowd

My lest few seconds I'd see the world rolling by

Final thoughts spent wondering how it went so wrong

Stopped believing a queen being the number one thing

Realizing in your court, I never seemed to belong

In seconds it would all just fade to black i'm guessing

You'd throw a fancy feast full of jesters and elites

I'd be floating around someplace living in the past 

You throwing self-righteous parades on peasant filled streets

Though, if we are speaking of times like Revolutionary France

I'd advise you of the history that I know you always hate

Peasants tend to rise against fascists, dictators, and tyrants

And that person tends to have a less than pleasant fate

So don't be shocked if the tables ever start to turn

And the last thing you witness is the world rolling by

Even queens aren't immune to pitchforks and guillotines

When peasants realize that your horse isn't ridden so high

I bet they sit back and laugh

Watching the rest of us try to get by

Dealing weak cards while holding the best

Knowing full well that its pointless to try

Previous generations set them up well

Reigning above us from their ivory tower

Dumbed down the masses to keep them atop

Stomped out anything that threatened their power

Drawing sticks to see which party they will pledge

Some grab blue ones the others grab red

A brilliant game to keep the people divided

Can't keep their sheep looking too far ahead

And when it starts to get a little too obvious

Their best asset is there to guide our sight

A new slew of tragedies to grab our attention

The people playing moths to the media's light

You don't see Planned Parenthood in nice neighborhoods

The bleeding blues rarely spotted on that part of town

You won't see the red man striking down corporate greed

Tis all just a game to keep the people pinned down

Everyday that goes by another piece of history dies

Those that hate history usually have something to hide

Take it out of schools and lets cancel it all

Falling further in the hole they call a big stride

Let the sheep not know how they arrived at this spot

Much better the masses keep to a well shepherded fate

They laugh at the notion that we'll ever be united

Arrogantly proclaiming that it'd be too little too late

They used to fear the fate of peasants with vengeance 

But without history, now the peasants will never know

Books all burned from the times when tables got turned

The evil stares they shared when watching those books glow

They knew right then that their power was secured

Their generations to come could rule without fear

The sheep now illiterate and dependent on the ruling few

Knowing their reign will last at least a thousand years

Was it really a nutty young kid
Fired three shots to change it all
Wanted fame and glory for the ages
Wanted to watch the world fall
Or
Was he standing in the doorway
Watching Friday’s famous parade
The second the shots were fired
He realized that he had been played
 
Did he calmly walk down from the sixth
No sweat beads dripping from his head
Drinking a coke and calmly heading home
Seconds after shooting a president dead
Or
Did he see the carnage up close with friends
Frantically run home to grab his little gun
Changing directions many times out of panic
Realizing that his life was most likely done
 
If he snuck in a rifle to work that day
Why didn’t he bring his trusty thirty eight
A tough one to forget on an important day
You’re about the be the enemy of the state
Or
Did he realize those around him did the crime
And it was time to find his contact and take flight
But what waited for him was the entire Dallas PD
And he gave up without resisting or trying to fight

No records of the most important interrogation
The only political assassin to ever deny his acts
Was he looking at is handler for a little assistance
Hoping Hosty would step in with the proper facts
Or
Was he the best actor to ever grace the human race
In a press conference where they told him his crime
The body language very few have ever tried to master
Instant let down, defeat, and withdrawal in real time
 
Did he leave some crazy message with the Feds
Or was he warning them of what was to transpire
Is that why Hosty burned the notes that he left
Or just crazy rambling deserving of a trash can fire
 
Was it the worst and most despicable case of CYA
Nobody sure what happened but they had a sacrifice
Why not show his guilty face on tv to the whole world
And sweep up the loose ends thinking it would suffice
Or
Were there orders from the very top to make it stick
No matter the cost guilty he shall forever remain
Let our media paint a picture of his deranged ideals
Forever pound it that the boy was completely insane
 
Almost sixty years ago and the song remains the same
The few that still care aware it was the lie of all lies
Hope in a brighter world vanished in six seconds
And the truth our government continually still denies
 
 




 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Sorry, been in a mood. Hope this doesn't bother anyone..