Pity And Fear

Remember Pericles?

He democratized the city with his mind

A little wisdom never hurt anyone

Tell that to Socrates

Telling the citizens what they needed to hear

But still they fed him hemlock

Now the Greeks don't speak my language

I don't get the relevance

I am irreverent, I have no reverence

Show me no deference, I'll do the same for you

La la la la

Did you ever know you're my tragic hero?

You be the pity; I'll be the fear

And every subscriber will know

what a truly great man you are.

In the conference room, he said to me quote:

Avoid your generation's

proclivity for irony and negativity

Held so commonly

Don't let me down, son

There was a car, the wheels came off it

And I know that nobody never made a profit

Center your gravity, boy

I'm counting on you to be my protégé

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

Cast it off with a wristflip

Your footsteps are filling up

Every time you turn around

You can see the idols and you'll be knocking them down

1, 2, 3, 4

ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

Did you ever know you're my tragic hero?

You be the pity, I'll be the fear

And every advertiser will know

what a truly great man you truly are

Some wear their politics like an aura

Some take it on like a mantle

Some can't hold a candle

Some touch, some dabble

But not you!