Spooks from Realpolitik by Terence Kumpf
Tracklist
| 3. | Spooks | 5:42 |
Lyrics
SPOOKS
Beards who watch and listen
Spooks move among us
Slithering between loyalties
Walking through two doors
Theirs and money, their lord
Openly betraying
Their interests elevating
Integrity inverted, greed automated
So sprach der Spook: “I got mine, fuck all y’all”
Spooks, bloody spooks
Spooks, bloody spooks
Right, left, front, center, and rear
Who’s the spook up over under and in you?
Silent and hiding
Uncritically conforming
Always informing
Twisting society like a toy until it’s broke, disfigured
Performing their role without a care save their own
Free to prosper in the land of spooks
Spooks, bloody spooks
Spooks, bloody spooks
<solo break>
Spooks, bloody spooks
Spooks
Dear Spook,
Which form do you take?
The team player, the happy homemaker, a trusted colleague?
The rich, the poor, the bourgeois middle
Hipsters, lawyers, doctors, and bankers
The auditor, the creditor, the loan approver?
The forecloser, the repoman?
Spooks, bloody spooks
Spooks
Spooks, bloody spooks
Spooks
Spooks. . . of the corporate caliphate
Spooks, bloody spooks
