Richard Strick

Lyrics

The Gangster of Light - an Encomium

The Gangster of Light walks on water

Boy wonder with a bad attitude

Rips the covers off the dirty linen

Shines a light on who's doing who

Shines a light on the criminal justice

Shines a light on the dirt that's so clean

Shines a light on the In God We Trusters

You know what the gangster means


The gangster speaks to the masses

The voice of the one that is mute

But must wait till after it crashes

To show them the cause at the root

He must wait till they're ready to see it

In the light of a new point of view

It'll die by neglecting to feed it

And expire when it fails to renew


The gangster is quiet as a sphinx

He's not going to make a slip

Speaks in riddles, side-stepping the jinx

The snare they lay won't make him trip

Little gods with their power and their money

Suck the blood from the giant that sleeps

In the land of milk and honey

He pulls secrets from out of the deep


Now the years have gone by like policemen

The sand box of time is a mess

I am drunk at the baggers famine

Where we're going, I don't want to guess

The gangster knows all of his choices

Tried them all but the damn kitchen sink

And me, I'm starting to hear voices

And a dead horse is starting to stink


Now you say that you ain't got no heroes

The bigger, the harder they fall

Pick the bones of once-fashionable zeros

Denounce what you once held so tall

The gangster will come with the power

Kicking doors down - taking names

When he is the man of the hour

It's as plain as the nose on my brains