And I can't just sit here thinking "My fleet is sinking, Make room at the bottom of the sea" Or, "Don't upset the wealthy, It's unhealthy," Everyone has a price, Sometimes I have two And if I lack point or purpose On the surface It's only 'cause I was trying to fit in And some years are uneventful Inconsequential And some years I don't show up at all And I will build a wall to watch it tilting Knock it over, start rebuilding Just to keep from wasting time Salute the march of the newly peaceful From the mine shaft to the steeple To the courthouse and back again Why don't you don't I join the protest I'm still asleep, you're not impressed And we'd be better off uninvolved Oh come on, come on tell me something Sell me something or I'm jumping And I cannot live that way for long And you know this requires discussion Or preferably, a concussion Why can't we talk about something good?