themilgramobediencetoauthorityexperiment - My Great System Of The World

On the plain there are buffalo
In the tree there is wood
In the palm of my hand there is nothing
In my heart there's no good
In my pockets there's a precious thing
In my face there's a lie
In my code there's a fatal error
I'll repeat it, till I die

My great system of the world
Keep it hidden in the night
My great system of the world
In a box, lock it tight
My great system of the world
Never never speak it's name
My great system of the world
It's a game
It's a game

On the ground there is dust
In this bread there is flour
In this bud there's a canker
In my mouth, taste is sour
On the street there is trouble
On each wall there's a sign
In the sign there's a message
It will fade over time

My great system of the world
Make it open, make it bright
My great system of the world
On a platform, in the light
My great system of the world
To the sky, shout it's name
My great system of the world
It's a game
It's a game

Written by:
Ben Norland

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