Pennsylvania Avenue

the children all are playing

in the dark with their latest phones

but you just sit there patiently

waiting for me to come home

and the expected stories are being posted

on the cia's social experimental sites

while senators and lonely prostitutes

drink shots throughout the georgetown night

in the morning the horse and buggies

chase the parents through the street

while lawyers make big profits

trading welfare mom's like meat

and silicon valley lobbyist's

give the justices oil driven cars

and say "we're all just servants"

as they smoke hundred dollar cigars

when the princes and the paupers

through circumstance do they meet

fireworks are shot off in the sky

and they all look at their feet

it's a wicked crazy world down there

where the papers all been erased

and cannibalistic computer chips

run on lines that can't be traced

and the poets have to pull the load

for the scientists of the day

mathemagicians spin the roulette wheel

hoping to get some pay

and when I make it home to you

and you shut the window tight

we lose ourselves in each other's arms

and put all our fears to flight