this restaurant's owned by that overweight plastic penguin that's pinching the cake and the kids guns ho to do their job they wear their dreams on their sleeves they smile while they jog he wears a little bank around his neck and he prays that the greenback never forgets he pays the kids and he pays the bank he knows his serial number knows his name and his rank and it's a 10 cent job on the 20 years plan it's a leaky roof it's a hole in the damn it's a broken back from a grease grill tan it's a do or die in this slow quicksand he keeps his glasses broken just like his peers so he never has to focus on the number of years that he's been exploited that he's been living dead with an immigrant's illusion of a breakfast in bed and it's a 10 cent job on the 20 years plan it's a leaky roof it's a hole in the damn it's a broken back from a grease grill tan it's a do or die in this slow quicksand it's a nightmare commitment to a boxed in pain like a dog born to a collar and a chain it's the reason i'm drunk it's the reason i'm stoned and if I couldn't stay unconscious I couldn't go on alone born to swim born to die but there's poison in the water and there's acid in the sky I can't tread water when my feet are still it's a slow slow slow death when you're dying uphill and it's 10 cent job on the 20 year plan it's a do or die in this slow quicksand

i was trying to get the mountains to confess exactly how high and with which dress standing at the steep cliff waiting to be kissed what evil spell is it that's made my life this you don't love me, you don't love me doctor asks girl what's got you idling? i laugh at winter i feel no bee sting you wouldn't get it even if it was free your as dumb as a record company shun the sandy path let rocks be your bed then his love will come the tea leaf reader said do i have to spell it out to you there's a crack in the glass of my heart that can't be glued i raised this flower in the desert and it sings will i wait years without a king?

How come the countries that are going broke In South America and Africa Have conditions on the bread they owe That restricts their trade to only food or clothing Yet in the scene of international trade There ain't much money in food or clothing The big bucks come from industry Now you detectives solve that mystery Don't it smell like some pathetic money making plan How come we never hear about that here in Disneyland The international Monetary Fund Is a group of western bank officials And when the 3rd world countries massive debts Become so big their payments might forget That's when the IMF says we will help But you know it comes with strings attached Like raise the price of food throughout your land And cut the spending on your welfare programs Don't it smell like some pathetic money making plan Better change the channel quickly here in Disneyland Like the spoiled child with his toy When it seems like it ain't working right Instead of spending cash to have it fixed He kicks and shakes the thing with all his might Ya the banks they must be protected After all this song's about their money Why should they have to go without sun tans Just 'cause there's millions of people hungry Don't it smell like some pathetic money making plan Better change the channel quickly here in Disneyland Now I've told you about the IMF And their policies on 3rd world debt What do you think is more expensive Their rate of interest or their rate of death?

there once was a king and the king had a plan and the plan had a fist and the fist knew a man and the man had a mouth and the mouth spoke at meetings and the meetings always started with the shareholders greeting and the shareholders smiled 'cause they chose this for a reason and the reason was the cash and the cash was worth believing just then the military rulers and the privileged elite from the distant third world countries where there's not enough to eat were all a clamoring for tickets to the dictators' ball 'cause they always held an auction in memorial hall and the king sent his plan and the plan sent the fist and the fist bid on the vast tracks of land on the list ancestral lands of the tribal people too were included in the package look what government can do and the king breathed easy his wife and his kids would never see up close what with his money he did compared to his court all this land was cheap and the laws could be exploited and nobody would make a squeak growing local food was the farmers on the land now evicted they became from the far off kings' demand and the cattle ranches came and the cattle ranches grew in the name of lethal poison all the cattle ranches grew 'cause time is money 'cause the forest isn't flat 'cause the shareholders need luscious 4th quarter facts rapunzel's in the tower will she let her hair down? this tv show is stopped by an ad with a clown telling kids that they're normal if they eat a little meat in a store with bright coloured swiveling seat tell your mama mama now tell your daddy daddy too if you want a childrens party this is what you gotta to do and the gold that the king spent on doing this trick brought back 30 times his investment quick and there's tons of ink that's going to waste at the publishing shop where an order was placed by a man with a fist and a wallet so big that on wheels it came with an adjustable lid not a couple hundred but a couple million stacks and the title of the book was "nutritional facts" and they hired a doctor with a phd and she wrote the intro and the book was free it said "there's lettuce in the bun and your health is no joke you gotta drink water and there's water in coke" and the people felt good - if it's in print it's legit and they ordered more fries and they never did tip because the policy said "we're just happy little slaves and we work the night shift and the holidays and we're mostly women who are less than 20 and it's easy to train us to smile a plenty and clean the toilets and work the grill and we're mostly part-time and we're here until we become enlightened about the union way and they fire us quickly if we're heard to say the shifts are too long and it's smelly and hot and promotions are never and the wages are not" now the chickens and the pigs in the kings' factory farms where they never see the sun where they only know harm are dying so bloody and barbaric and cruel that along with their meat comes urine and stool now a couple in england they were getting so sick of observing the king and the way that he ticked and they went to greenpeace and they got a fact sheet and they stood in the rain and they stood in the heat and they gave out the truth and they did it for free 'cause this life is too brief to go quietly and they may have had parents who told them to stop or the king and his lawyers on you will call cops it happened one tuesday the king wasn't sad he was buying the patent for satellite ads that the phone did ring and his wife did scream and his cops did jump and his legal teams went to work on the couple that had shown much nerve but would the unfair libel laws for the king serve? well the case was the longest ever british made and they gave them no jury and no legal aid the king had only 30 billion dollars to spend to crush the people who would defend the right to speak the truth out loud to tv or newsprint or internet crowds and the judge in the end said that he agreed with the couple on trial and their view of greed and their view of workers and their view of wealth and their view of torture and their view of health but i'll find you guilty of making a fuss it's people like you that are libelous © 2008 Robert Neil Wiseman SOCAN