Pictures of the worm in the apple

Elections get rigged
and heroin rules
no one gives a fig
and the dying child drools
you see friends and lovers
at each other's throats
and the girl on the cover
is in stolen clothes
writers persecuted
and artists shot down
the protest is muted
the hit man's in town

       pictures of the worm in the apple
       your heart stops and starts
       as it grapples
       with the notion of the worm getting bigger
       and you feel your worst fears being triggered
       by pictures of the worm
       don't they make you squirm ?
       pictures of the worm in the apple

the government's helpless
while hunger and AIDS
destroy our defences
with savaging raids
corruption and crime
extortion and hate
and we're praying for time
but we're leaving it late
the movies sell blood
and violence is rife
while preachers sleep rough
dreaming 'bout the next life

children are beaten
and women get raped
you win if you're cheating
you lose if you're straight
nature is ailing
our well's running dry
the leaders are wailing
the holy men cry
the gangsters stand tall
and the good men are down
I still hear the call
but I must be a clown

     refr.


1995. Track 9 van Ludo Mariman's CD Milk and Spices, 1995 (CNR Music) Eén van de laatste  rockteksten die ik schreef. Hem lezen is begrijpen waarom.