From the recording The Iciclist
The Iciclist begins his journey to heal the Earth. He cannot find any gold with his augumeter, his gold selling device. Then he gets a signal. He hears in the distance what sounds to be a celebration. Music, roars from the crowd, and exuberant energy. Once he arrives he finds a gold plated tour bus for a presidential candidate. He then finds himself in the midst of a political rally of frothing neo-fascists who are chanting to the leader who they falsely believe will fulfill their hopes as they each define it. His name is Percival. The Iciclist is tricked into coming on stage to share his story. Percival uses him as an example of the illegal enemies coming to take away their entitlement. He is laughed at and then yelled at then dragged out of the event.
Performed by Ben Shaw and Jamie Hill
Recorded, mixed, and mastered by Jamie Hill at The Department of
Energy Management Studios in Tacoma, WA.
All songs written and copyrighted by Benjamin Beckwith Shaw
All rights reserved
Lyrics
Common foes face off to die
Neither (is) sure why they even fight.
Both agree it's stupid but they sold their last goodbye.
Widows need alibis.
Preachin w a pencil scribbled lies
Crosswords are a jumble for the blind
Praising a Madonna's barren womb of acolytes
Syphilis on their mind.
Ignorant contagion for the blind.
No need for joy when you're right.
All the tea in China will not wash your feet tonight.
Syphilis on your mind.
Forget the prayers they told you would deliver your wildest dreams.
Be prepared.
It's nothing but a blanket on the open sea.
If your mind is made up.
Ignore the fuss.
Wear it on your sleeve.
It really don't make a difference to me.