Dust in My Eye Blues

I was doomsday scrolling through my all knowing screen
They said we ain't watching you, but we know where you've been
Now go outside play nice and don't be mean
Or we'll come down like a hammer on anvil

Pretty boy or Pink ain't the Floyd that cried last
A new folk hero echos the screams of the past
They've all had enough of coming in last
Here's a new door to open, pull the handle

Oracles are sweeping the dust on the floor
Jokermen and fools they're laughing for more
Spare me maybe five dollars you'll be saved by the lord

They say we live in a great southern land
Tell me what's so good about capitalism and sand
There's a bridge on the harbour and it spans
From prosperity to commissioned housing

There is an ancient serpent that carves the red dirt
There's an ancient ocean makes this island girt
There's an ancient people they lay there hurt
Young and free we're all singing

Oracles sweeping the dust on the floor
Jokermen and fools they're laughing for more
Spare me maybe a thousand dollars you'll be saved by the lord

God gave Beethoven his rhythm and rhyme
Picasso the messiah, art religion they cry
An exegesis of your body and mind
Your soul is lost behind statistics

Shakespeare cried as they turned out the lights
The politicians words kills art without a fight
Don Giovanni exits left, that's stage right
Music is laced with flowers and ballistics

Oracles are sweeping the dust on the floor
Jokermen and fools laughing for more
Spare me your life you'll be saved by the lord

Milk and honey is drawn from the stream
Don't drink from it boy and keep your lips clean
See your reflection and it feels serene
Just one taste, you're delivered

Buried in the amazon a hundred life times of gold
A mortgage on your body, a loan on your soul
No, that fire won't stop your blood from running cold
Can't you see that church burning by the river

Oracles are sweeping the dust on the floor
Jokermen and fools, laughing for more
Spare me your soul and you'll be saved by the lord