And I can't just sit here thinking    "My fleet is sinking,    Make room at the bottom of the sea"       Or, "Don't upset the wealthy,    It's unhealthy,"    Everyone has a price, Sometimes I have two       And if I lack point or purpose    On the surface    It's only 'cause I was trying to fit in       And some years are uneventful    Inconsequential    And some years I don't show up at all       And I will build a wall to watch it tilting    Knock it over, start rebuilding    Just to keep from wasting time       Salute the march of the newly peaceful    From the mine shaft to the steeple    To the courthouse and back again       Why don't you don't I join the protest    I'm still asleep, you're not impressed    And we'd be better off uninvolved       Oh come on, come on tell me something    Sell me something or I'm jumping    And I cannot live that way for long       And you know this requires discussion    Or preferably, a concussion    Why can't we talk about something good?