Hype never fails to succeed

In misleading the hungry heart’s need

For easy answers

Beguiling through sheer bombast

Hammering simplicity home

Hiding behind complexity, hocking:

The answer can’t be known!


So play it up, play it up!

Lend yourself the bill

And when no return is your concern

Default on your thrill:


I thought this was the one

I thought this was the cure

I thought this was the cause

I thought this was the word


I thought this revolution would end in something more than more.

But the drums we heard beating, they weren’t for love; they were for war.


So onward

We trudge

We trudge

We trudge


Until, the hype ends

With reality as our judge