Deal with the Devil

Will you Deal with the devil

Or make a Deal with the Devil?

Or deal with several?

Where elite cowards revel.

Brass tacks and cut flacks

Pick up sticks and sharp jacks

The games are all dusty

And I’m a bit rusty

But let’s play.

Say everything you want to say.

Yeah, Go home boss.

Your decisions rank like an albatross.

The Gatekeepers wear their uniform frown

The ones that let the townsfolk down.

With dented swords and bent impalers,

All coked up with straw inhalers,

Those fuckers are just legal failures.

(let the ship go down with all the sailors.)

The captains escaped to their wicked raft                                                                                     

the shipped burned while the devils laughed

the Contract in hand that was autographed

they ascertained it was understaffed.

Black fingers stretched across the hull

the whisky made their senses dull.

With only $$ inside their skull

There was nothing left to mull.

Take what you will with your NDA

And your solemn oath to never pray

Just keep your constituents at bay.

Forget the NIH and the FDA.

(you can’t strike gold if you disobey.)

But you can decree and press ahead

Your sacrifice, when your sliced hand bled

That blood oath stains your Savoir bed

Just mind your trades when the tariffs dead

the eagles see with a birds eye view

what you simmered inside that stew

what you spoke that next day too

you pretend as if we have no clue.

You stand now like a volcano erupted

With the ash of your ideals corrupted

The cornerstone of life, abducted

With lies and wrath, was reconstructed.