Go Niners (As Told By Telegraph Hill)

A wooden bow stabs
Through the shroud of grey
A wake in the water
A knife in the Bay

Harbinger bell
An a silent dock
A boot in the mud
Trees shudder, birds flock

A black venom ooze crawling eastward

Ravenous come pouring
Through the Golden Gate
Allure of promise
Axe drawn, claim staked

A tent in the hillside
A brick in the eye
Cancer sprawling
Multiply and divide

I feel sick

The few and the fortunate smirk from rooftops
While new metropolis starts to grow
While the foreign-faced and all the common mass
Teem in the blood and piss below
An empire of partition
Built on shining ores and railroad tracks
They'll imprison them all with poverty
If the work don't break their backs

The lottery of life, it's competition at its worst
Foundation built upon always putting yourself first
They call it civilized, but it's just a primal feast
Just because you build machines doesn't mean that you're not beasts
Eureka



Credits
Writer(s): Brian Moss
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