Private Message

Mirror for Princes

My Time

Tigertail

He's the man who can afford to feed the world
But he's afraid it will make him lazy
He's the man who can finally find his mind
But he's afraid it will drive him crazy

The biggest fish without a pond
The biggest black without a blond
The biggest bank without a penny to its name.

He's the man who can lay aside the rod
But he's afraid it will make him lowly
He's the man who can finally find his God
But he's afraid it will make him holy

He's the man who has all things he needs
But he's afraid that he might need them.
He's the man who wants to put his thoughts in words
But he's afraid that you might read them.

He's the Man

I pulled up to the drive thru window and she said 'can I take your order please?'
One small salvation and a side of reasons is all I really need
And if you throw in a handful of napkins I can keep my record clean

And I found myself high on the shelf 
Just to the left of the bleach
And I found myself high on the shelf
In sight but still out of reach

I pulled up to the drive thru window and she said 'may I take your order please?'
One nine eleven and a flight to heaven are all I really need
I'll wear my flag and I'll pack my carpet bag and my big two twenty three

I am made of parts, the parts are made of parts, and each part is a (w)hole
The world is full of (w)holes and each (w)hole is a part beside the only One.

DriveThru

I've got a pre-existing condition
Feels like a parasite somewhere
We're in a compromised position
Gotta feed another billionaire

One day the sea will be filled up with plastic
Our children will drown in the melt of the poles
But that's not our problem and we're cashing in cuz were old.

I've got a modest proposition
Let's make the bastards pay their share
You wanna call it socialism?
Call it whatever I don't care.

Pre-existing Condition

If I had an army, I'd take the bad guys out on sight
And if I were an angel, would I be sure to get it right?
I got no army, but I got two hands and I got two eyes
And I ain't no angel, but I got one standing on my right.

Life is dangerous. What have we to lose?

If I were king of texas, I'd choose the president by name
And even if it wrecks us, he'll be elected just the same
And if I were a preacher, I'd fill the sky with flame and hale
And if I were a hammer, I'd tell you God was a golden nail.

I'm the king of texas, baby.  Take the bad guys out on sight.
I'm the king of texas, baby.  Got an angel on my right.

King of Texas

I know that you dream of the night when
the higher intellect finally arrives
from a starship in the sky
beamed into your lab in the neon light
so to be specially selected
with a few of your superior kind
and eliminate the rest of us rejected
for the sake of the overlord mind.

You'll enjoy a station of distinction 
high in the sphere where time moves slow
while we face gradual extinction 
left on a dying world below.
But remember there is a horizon
far beyond the reach of your space warp drive
and when the overmind opens up the pod bay door
we'll be waiting on the other side...

Abu Halimah