Pixels

the man in the suit with the high repute's
talking dollars and dimes, he's talking falls and climbs
he's talking about trade, about how to get paid
and though you hear his tirade you know he's just made of pixels
  lighter than air - pixels
and he's trying so hard to be admired
but he can count his coins, he's missed the point

the man on the news declaring his views says
"you see me on your tv and so you believe me"
you see just how he's crazy for power
he can chase success
but he's just a mess of pixels
  lighter than air - pixels
and he can make his speech to please the rich
but his fine career will still disappear

the man with the gun he twirls on his thumb says
"you're looking at the future, however much you're
dying to beat me you'll never defeat me"
but what does he know? it's easy to show he's just pixels
  lighter than air - pixels
and when you've heard enough of this behemoth
you can call his bluff, you can turn him off

the man on the screen, neat and clean, says
"you're gonna wanna buy this, you gotta try this
new machine, it's the latest thing
it's the best design"
but i think you'll find it's just pixels
  lighter than air - pixels
and he's bound to fail to make his sale:
his worldly goods are no earthly use

the man with the crown high looking down is
talking ancient rulers, what a fool is
he to think you could ever sink
so low, he's gotta know he's only pixels
  lighter than air - pixels
and he's out of touch by just so much
it's hard to believe he can live and breathe

the man with the cross is praying for us
he's talking dark and light, he's talking wrong and right
he's trying to turn you straight, he's trying to make you hate
and it's happened before
so i thank the lord he's just pixels
  lighter than air - pixels
and when he feigns to beckon you to heaven
from his white sepulchre, you can smell the sulphur

the man with the time to find a rhyme
sings the acidic song of the critic
but no one'll fear him when they hear him
'cause even now
he's breaking down into pixels
  lighter than air - pixels
and when darkness comes, as come it must
ashes to ashes, dust to dust