To the one I love Like a tack in my heel Your good intentions from above Can’t make up for the truth you steal With politicians you sleep Whisper to mislead the masses Into friends you sometimes creep Make those I trust – trusted – look like asses You’re a disease I think I’m infected By a sneeze Or a mindfuck unprotected Paul thought acid could save humanity But he ain’t got a lick of proof The only man who can save this city Is your brother, your arch-nemesis: TRUTH.