[Vintage54]

                              A glass of powdered milk.

                        To satisfy this sceptics eye
                        You must show some proof
                        It's so easy to see through
                        The lies that you call truth
                        I won't be falling for the charm
                        That mouth as smooth as silk
                        So don't insult my palate with
                        A glass of powdered milk

                        I know what kind of man you are
                        I've met your kind before
                        I greeted him with warm applause
                        Each time he took the floor
                        I was bitten then, my friend
                        To my eternal guilt
                        I took the hand that gave no more
                        Than a glass of powdered milk

                        I've read the manifesto
                        And you may say i'm dense
                        But why not call it gobbledeguck
                        Cause it doesn't make much sense
                        You deal in smoke and mirrors
                        Like others of your ilk
                        And try to fool with artifice
                        And a glass of powdered milk

                        I'm tired of the let downs
                        I'm tired of the dregs
                        And artificial men that stand
                        On artificial legs
                        I'm tired of panning riverbeds
                        And finding only silt
                        And servants that pour nothing more
                        Than a glass of powdered milk

                        Head of state, don't make me laugh
                        You think you're fit to govern
                        Do us all a favour mate
                        And stick yours in the oven
                        We've been shafted long enough
                        Shafted to the hilt
                        And fed a load of bullshit
                        Washed down with powdered milk

                        When it comes to politics
                        It seems like more or less
                        Educated men that make
                        An educated guess
                        Educated rich men
                        That lie on sheets of silk
                        While the poor make do with cotton
                        And a glass of powdered milk

                        Do i sound disillusioned
                        Well that's because i am
                        When to the left the choice is fire
                        The right a frying pan
                        So i'll just sit here on the fence
                        Until that house is built
                        On more than just a dry rot floor
                        And a glass of powdered milk.

                                      Vintage54

                       
                   

[Paulski]

Hi Vintage

Another stellar write IMHCO.
So many good lines - can't pick a favourite but

That mouth as smooth as silk

And stick yours in the oven

sure as hell stand out from the crowd.

Love a good political rant and this is one of the best I've heard for some time 
Take a bow!
Paul

[lillypilly]

Absolute Vintage!!

[igg]

Vintage,

Excellent and sly.......your summary of the frustration with the glib inanities we are forced to endure day after day...I love your coming at it using powdered milk...
Would you like some powdered chocolate to go with that powdered milk.....It makes it so much more palatable....LOL

Very nicely done in your inimitable style!!!

I drink to your health, my friend,
igg

[Opal fruit]

Well I for one, would like to report you for absolutely brilliant lyrics.  Its great.

Really well thought out and very apt.  Can't wait to hear it.

Opal

[tomcrocus]

Yes i'm adding my admiration for this one,structurally it's spot on
and lyrically it's superb,i admire you Vintage from afar,
you're like a fine wine!!!
                                  Tom.

[hardtwistmusic]

Had to read it twice, because my first read didn't catch on to the meaning until I was 3/4 of the way through. 

That's a strength, not a nit.  Well worth the second read. 

Exceptional subject matter/concept.  Brilliant execution of that concept.  One of the best I've read here. 

I particularly loved that it was soooooo skeptical without sliding into cynicism.  You left plenty of room for hope.  You'll (your protagonist) will resume playing the game when someone inspires some genuine hope that the game will be fair.  That avoids the "cynic" label and tone. 

I thought this was simply brilliant. 

[SonderRevelations]

Absolutely wonderful read!

Easy rhythmic structure and great use of metaphor (albeit unorthodox, it gets the point across strongly).
I would love to hear this to music because my mind keeps reading it like I would a Shel Silverstein poem, and this has a far different emotion then what I picture for it!

Great job Vintage, keep 'um coming!

- Matt

[CaliaMoko]

I love the creative approach to this topic. I have no constructive criticism for you; I think it's fine as is. And I'm really looking forward to the musical setting for this. Please hurry....

Vicki

PS: I take that back. Don't hurry. Take the time you need to make it what you want. But don't dawdle, okay???

[Oldbutyet]

Wow Man what can I say, a little eh long but as always powerful, maybe sometime in their future we all get to meet.