Sunder Our Lives

[Sung to the tune of "Sundown" by Gordon Lightfoot.]

Take a look who's on the stage with his Power Point
As he tells the true believers time is out of joint.

Sunder our lives with your lies
As you tell us that the world's in a sharp decline.

Sunder our lives with your lies
As you tell us that the world's in a sharp decline.

Control is best maintained when the sheep are scared,
So he'll assure all the peons they must keep aware.

Sequence our lives to your whims
As you tell us that the sky's going to fall again.

Sequence our lives to your whims
As you tell us that the sky's going to fall again.

He can make a tidy windfall of some ill-gained gelt
When he helps the U-M-C feel some faddish guilt.

How can you be without shame
When you use your position to corrupt the game?

How can you be without shame
When you use your position to corrupt the game?

Well, his lecture's been received and earned a healthy net,
So he'll head home to his mansion on his private jet.

Sunder our lives with your lies
As you tell us that the world's in a sharp decline.

Sequence our lives to your whims
As you tell us that the sky's going to fall again.

How can you be without shame
When you use your position to corrupt the game?

How can you be without shame
When you use your position to corrupt the game?