22 Dec 2025
We’ve been tracking the death of democracy
It’s on the way it is any day now
Up above the eagles are wheeling
The power had long ago gone out
On the east coast they are up with the sun
Working hard to get that dough
Our evening had already begun
We were thinking about television shows
I read about the next big thing
Unsolved murders, water rights
Meanwhile every roti that came from your hands
Like magic was perfectly sized
Years ago they were the talk of this city
In the Excelsior and Metropole
Now I walk in circles all around the ground
Thinking about the path of rock and roll