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I am Miss Pancake Taylor. I have come from very far away to take care of my family Craig and Zita and Niamh and Emmet. Sometimes I have helpers; my friends the Blackthorn-Badgers. They are very old Scotsmen. I am very glad to meet you.

Friday, 25 October 2013

 Lazarus

Lazarus come forth  
No need to be afraid 
Press or pundits, 
Lords or Kings 
Yes you can be remade  
Many ways to resurrect you  
History is our best sport  
You won't recognize the man you were 
Ah Lazarus come forth
 
Lazarus come forth  
We have the PR men  
Brighten up your tarnished image, make you clean again 
You won't recognize yourself  
What they despise now they'll now adore  
All this for just one fee  
Ah Lazarus come forth
 
Lazarus the price of this rewrite of your misdeeds Is that your body dies  
We just deal with commentaries
 
Lazarus come forth  
We deal in contradictions  
Symbols we mistake for real  
Private truth and public fiction  
Ways to weave a storyline round you in a martyrs coat 
Paint you brighter than you ever were  
Ah Lazarus come forth
 
 
Lazarus come forth It's part of you we need  
To justify within ourselves the politics of greed 
Knowing that the likes of you could die and still be more  
May our sins be cleansed just as yours were  
Ah Lazarus come forth  
Lazarus come forth  
Lazarus come forth

James Keelaghan

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