Blah Blah

We don’t trust who says he’s always working
Who answers to a phone that’s not ringing
And leaves the room when it’s time to finalize
But is always there, smiling around as long as
Everything is perfectly fine

You can talk big
But I don’t bow
Until you show me
What you’ve got
Can’t fool me big guy
You’re all blah blah

We don’t trust wannabe aristocrats
Moderate democrats
Well-behaved and diplomats
Backing up the polite autocrat

Sliding downhill
Oiled up in soft skills
Gently omitting a truth that may harm
To carefully hide a lie that shall kill

We don’t trust apple polishers
Ass-lickers with a license
No cop can’t confiscate
We don’t trust the VIP’s best friends

He also knows the barman
That don’t work the night you’re there
We don't trust accommodating human beings
Those who concur as long as everybody else agrees

Sits with me and talks to me and says I'm right
To keep it all risk-free
Passively he sails my stream
Until his flag turns to a more appealing contrary