The big fish eats the small fish while the master warms the grill. He’ll invite you out for dinner but will leave you with the bill. You’ll pay in slow instalments til the shirt’s stripped from your back. And you, the great free thinker, will be well and truly trapped.
Kingdoms come and empires fall, Left hanging for the final call, when master’s bored and takes It all ……
I’m ok with the concept but despise the callous fiction. Don’t kid me that my quiet voice can change the bigger picture. It’s set in stone.A solemn promise for the precious few. Who shuffle cards and wipe us off the soles Of their new shoes.
So better keep your head down.. Just keep things to yourself.. Creatures great and small will not tolerate your Rebel yell…Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.