The Monster

Roy Harper

From The Green Man, 2000

Anguirus in Godzilla Raids Again (1955)

Now there's no one left to vote for

And there's very rarely been

No more voices of the people

Who are not of the machine

And the giant public monster

Gathering summer's silent scream

Swearing blind he's not been seen

Hiding bones that everyone sees

And everybody knows

That everybody goes

The revolution's always over

The apocalypse is now

All hands are on the keyboard

Hardly any on the plough

The new government's the old one

Same old handbags at the helm

Lapsing back into religion

Letting voices overwhelm

And everybody knows

That everybody goes

It got crazy on the front line

Manning barricades to wait

On the motherboards of freedom

For the hordes of solid state

Long before the menu

Was having problems with the date

And the mice became the men

Far too late

And everybody knows

That everybody goes

wolfman (benicio del toro)

Now my church is in the dungeon

Down the fourteenth corridor

Virtual guards surround me

With electronic walls

We're at the level of playstation

Where the rich become the poor

On their bended knees they're praying

For more, so much more ...

And everybody knows

That everybody goes

No there's no one left to vote for

Only fools to vote against

The refugees have all surrendered

The perimeter's been fenced

Six billion dreamers are all banged up

By the sacrament of dough

And the new religion

Of the W.T.O

And everybody knows

That everybody goes

I have given up the memory

Of my years of dreaming on

To be as silent as I'm angry

About this trip through Babylon

I feel the building of the final

Psyche of the snake

Make a killing every lunchtime

Sleep it off until I wake

And everybody knows

That everybody goes

Artwork by Paolo Girardi

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