Plague Juries

We bow to the gizzards of lowly hens
We're punch-out clowns in mavens' dens
It's all sentimental cuz it's too late
We rape our souls to honor Fate

Just an earthly resident but craven-cast
To dream of days never surpassed
On the lower echelon of a higher place
In genomes build our altered grace

Never to be found
Never to be found

I heard a couple jokes at the convention I gotta tell you
I don't think we oughtta be tellin' any jokes right now
Have you read the papers
What what
Well there's a lot of famine and drought and pestilence
Where
Well it's around. A lot of it going around, Ger

Never be found
Mermaid tits and monoliths
Float light and worldly-wise
Another mythic moment spent
In search of plague juries

We flit in the parlor of the outcast wren
We're aquatic slaves with vanished fins
It's all tertiary until it comes to a head
We'll find the door before the cheque is shed

Just an unfit monitor of static halls
To warble unflattering lupine calls
On another boat out toward an iron moat
If enough before us sunk we just might float

Mermaid tits and monoliths
Float light and worldly-wise
Another mythic moment spent
In search of plague juries