Rob Bonfiglio

Lyrics

MORE PURE THAN GOLD

Fire risin' sorrow got me worried 'bout tomorrow
Never know who's gonna lead, who's gonna follow,
Politics and big mistakes, world's got me feelin' kinda hollow

When scientists in cellars speak in seances with fortune tellers
"Best you stay your side of the border",
Consequences live like actions taken in a fairly short order

Follow me down, for I am hell-bound

When somethin' tells you "yes" but you know "no" is sometimes best
You better, hope for something better than reason,
Temperatures are risin', no surprise,
It ain't a change of the season, no

Capital infraction, suicidal inhibition
Paid admission to the promise of power,
Blackening the blue skies
As the truth dies and the wealthy devour

Follow me down, for I am hell-bound

Give me your life, I'll set you free,
Pay what you can, just give it to me,
Your will is my word, my word will be sold,
Sincerely, with lies more pure than gold

Sincerely . . .

Pundits on the corners sellin' chaos and disorder
George Orwell-in' like there ain't no tomorrow,
Propaganda in the land of lies exchangin' freedom for sorrow


Artificial glories, keyboard warriors on a mission
Repositioning the powerful classes,
Experts in deflection, vivisection of the critical masses

Follow me down, for I am hell-bound

Give me your life, I'll set you free,
Pay what you can, just give it to me,
Your will is my word, my word will be sold,
Sincerely, sincerely

With lies more pure than gold,
More pure than gold

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