He's got the smile of a king on a desert isle,
Who's pleased by the dancing girls.
He's got the grin on his chin that's up to style,
With a smile on his pretty world.
Bleeds men dry,doesn't hear them cry,
Countin' all his money in the sky,
Greenburg,Glickstein,Charles,David Smith and Jones.
He's a greedy little man with a grabbin hand,
Wheelin deals on a little red phone.
Company policy makes it clear,
That the customer's always wrong.
Bleeds men dry,doesn't hear them cry,
Countin' all his money in the sky,
Greenburg,Glickstein,Charles,David Smith and Jones.
See the big grey building made of steel,
Doesn't hide nor does it heal.
All the tears and the pain of the families,
Of the men from which you steal.
Bleeds men dry,doesn't hear them cry,
Countin' all his money in the sky,
Greenburg,Glickstein,Charles,David Smith and Jones
supported by 8 fans who also own “Greenburg,Glickstein,Charles,David Smith and Jones”
Kerry’s writing of music is by far my favorite! From the early music of what became Proto-kaw to this work, I have enjoyed it all! I hope there are many more songs to come from his gifted mind, pen and hands!! tristau69
supported by 7 fans who also own “Greenburg,Glickstein,Charles,David Smith and Jones”
Absolutely hooked on this album from first listen. How rare is that with prog!??? Excellent songwriting and musicianship. Can’t wait to dive into the rest of the collection. Thomas Lock