Larry Ahearn

Lyrics

An Ode to Nero (A Love Song to Sean Hannity)

I don’t remember being born,
And I won’t remember dying
I didn’t wind up here on a winning streak
But I didn’t come here cryin
Snake tongued information thieves
Who make your money lying
You fiddle while your cities burn, count your money
And watch your country dying
There is no mystery, you can hear them at the door
There is no breaking free, you can tell they’re back for more
And more and more and more and more
The stage is set, the light go dim
You hear a far-off distant drumming
You close your eyes, the devils dance
You hear the end of days is coming
The is no god of hate
He is the beast I hope you meet him soon
And leaves you choking on the fear you spread and howling at the moon



Don’t care about your hatred, I don’t care about your wars
I don’t give a shit about the god you think you’re killing for
Just don’t kill the children anymore
Perfect circle turns the liar makes the money, the money makes the lie
Fate cast upon the water, take a walk there? I think you’ll die
This whole damn thing took a very dark turn
When you chose the clown with the long red tie
You fiddle while your cities burn, count your money
And watch your country die
© 2023 Larry Ahearn, Joe Haran