I love your quirky style! You must have a lot of fun.

really loving the detail incorporated in the lyrics! great work

"you know, American Jean Le Carre shit.  Steely Dan, but counter-intel."
Vaguely about a guy bouncing around with unique skills for weird niche gov't stuff getting interviewed by a fairly high up yet also obscure administrative-state lady he's decided is a creeper who just let some people go but is embroiled somewhere in the fight between Elon and Trump and the Epstein List not being released yet.

And in that way it's like another chapter after As The Say In England, Allahu Akbahr "it's nice to be in demand but the people i meet are wacko" kind of stuff.  Interesting grist for movie plots i suppose
And perhaps with Jump-Ball For Sodom And Gomorrah it's a loose trilogy? :)
N.B.: "misericord" here is in the archaic sense of a dagger like in dungeons & dragons

Lyrics: 

I heard there was a secret cord
You plug it in and you meet the Lord

From the black art of electricians
We turned to the follies of politicians
And we set our selves to seek within
But ended up scratching our gourds

She explained she was in a mire
Of having to replace a couple of DUI hires
I declined to inquire as to the reason to fire
Her previously shining direct reports

She queried my views on corporate vision
And my leadership style position
Was that my internal stance was rather patrician
I interjected after being asked my favorite vice
That the gap in my resume was 
When i was stepping in the same river twice


I'd won my rather politic argument
But she was butthurt that her rhetoric was outclassed
And then she came back and sassed
People are really pissed
That we don't have the list
It's all the evidence the government amassed
On the guy who was amassing evidence
On people in the government

It seemed these deficient people 
Couldn't afford
To survive this lady's misericord
For being insufficiently on board
So that was how it went

though my answer had to be no
and the interview was a miss
as i got up to go
it was plain as far as i could see
that they should tokenize her demonic energy
and distribute her on the chain as a service
and that conclusion was time well spent

It's A Big Club And You Ain't In It Part II

A therapeutic journey into a mix of jazz, classical, and a blend of types of electronica.  And a wry, gradual observation that promotion tends to only go as far as you push it.  At least I make my fellow musicians laugh a little.

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