Scratch a sharp glissando on the ol’ harp strings
Sittin’ back and talkin’ ‘bout the ways and means
I see a straight path to a fast incline
but I’ve got consequences on my mind
do I dare subversion in the first degree
should I really make them like me
Write it down on a scrap of tape
there is a bigger picture we cannot escape
And if I fear the ends don’t justify the means
and ways we make these scenes
The way of meaning is the secret path
but it doesn’t come free of wrath
You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here
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