golden showers

[saw]

only the emaciated paycheck
eases the emptiness, each workday
props up the subordination
but slow death has become more normal

than being brave enough to love,
keep the prisoners misinformed
obey your financial masters
mr. politician or get tossed

into the open sewage
like a working stiff or an idle castoff
tell me that wonderful story again daddy
the one with the free knights of trade

and those wizards of the magic market
tell me again 'cause I can't get enough,
tell about the sweet trickling urine
of the gods, help me daddy taste the warm

golden shower, that bathes over me
in this fairytale coma, help me please
to eschew the untidy realities
of the natural world