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From the album "Human for Scale" (ME163)

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They live where we aren’t
and been there long before us
They frighten us away
When they can’t just ignore us

We believe they don’t exist
But they believe we’re pests
With no common sense nor manners
Tearin’ up the forests

Towering so fearsomely
Encountered on a trail
With human for scale

She’s a lowly stripper
Elevated on a stage
Like a goddess to be worshiped
Or a monkey in a cage

She does this for money
With incidental fun
Intimate with strangers
But she could be anyone

She sees a sea of penises
Who see a piece of tail
With human for scale

Grownups cryin-out for mama
Is the taste of human drama
Some existential terror
Moves us more than human error
So the oligarchs create
The problems that we love to hate
‘Cause they love to watch us wail
From far above the human scale

I’m like a father to a son
Correcting him in retrospect
Begging pardon for his broken
Rep to salvage, not protect

He repays his debts in parts
That just add-up to zero
With the interest accrued, but he’s
Turned out my little hero

I feel like a success
After having watched him fail
With human for scale

© 2021 Steve Fitch

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from If you lived here, you'd be lost by now (compilation 2016​-​2021), released November 27, 2021
Words, music & recording © 2021 Steve Fitch
My Music by Me Music (BMI)

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