Dope Cloud

Agent intellect knocks and says "Again, again, again" The saltmine racist gang The spoils of the pizza king That's not gonna save you, man That's not gonna save you, man The oligarch lenders' guile The largesse of the Lombard Bank That's not gonna save you, man That's not gonna save you, man The halls of gold are theirs You're only renting space That's not gonna save you, man That's not gonna save you, man But what will? What what will? The dope cloud That's descending On this town Is blowing gold dust Into the pockets Of the undeserving And I'm wrung out I'm wrung out The dope cloud That's descending All over this town Is blowing gold dust Into the pockets Of the undeserving And I'm wrung out I'm wrung out This ancient microphone And the lungs behind that creak That's not gonna save you, man That's not gonna save you, man You dedicated your life to prayer You suffered in silence, there That's not gonna save you, man That's not gonna save you, man Your passive mind that thinks "Perhaps my ship's come in" That's not gonna save you, man That's not gonna save you, man Agent intellect knocks and says "Again, again, again" That's not gonna save you, man It's not gonna save you, man