Friday, March 30, 2018
I was living in the Mile End
Lovely place to find a friend
Course you know no one there
Is just like me
English, French, Greeks
Indigenous and artists
Lots of folks I call the blister-hearted
And that includes the Hasids
They’re always doing lots of prayin'
They gotta do a lot of prayin'
Gotta do a lot of prayin'
For sinners like me
And meanwhile on the internet
Trolls are spinning
Dark dark webs
They’re telling all these scary tales
Once upon a lie
They spread hate to create bigots
Then they churn and circulate all that made-up shit
Like that ain’t what toilets are for
The trolls are doing lots of preyin'
Yeah they’re doing lots of preyin'
They’re out there doing lots of preyin'
On the young and the weak
Now morons out there in the war rooms
Making plans to cloud us in mushrooms
They can't believe they can't play with
All their nuclear toys
They're doing lots of playing
Armageddon games they're playing
And Christ, it never ever stops preying
Preying on me
Now that brings me back to those Hasids
They aren't too caught up in our consumerist greed
And they may not be your creed
But I think they seem to know what we need
We need to do a lotta prayin'
There ain't nothing left but prayin'
I'm really down with all the prayin'
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