Old Tunes

let's start a talkshow
with an international cookshow front
every show the food could get burned
while the audience sits numb
we could pump out slogans
to be worn upon their sleeves
while we tell 'em all bedtime stories about
judges understanding thieves

if its glass then break it
its not mine
you can take it
if its love
then make it
just don't fade away...

when the lights go out in the city
don't the future come to mind?
if those bureau-cats are so thoughtless
we should not be so surprised
they'll tell us,
"keep the bridges open,now,
the best is yet to come..."
while survivors wait
for the great quake thinking,
"wouldn't that be fun?..."

if its glass then break it
its not mine
you can take it
if its love
well, make it
just don't fade away....