Pity and Fear

Remember Pericles? He democratized the city with his mind A little wisdom never hurt anyone Tell that to Socrates Telling the citizens what they needed to hear But still they fed him hemlock Now the Greeks don't speak my language I don't get the relevance I am irreverent, I have no reverence Show me no deference, I'll do the same for you La la la la Did you ever know you're my tragic hero? You be the pity; I'll be the fear And every subscriber will know What a truly great man you are In the conference room, he said to me quote: Avoid your generation's Proclivity for irony and negativity Held so commonly Don't let me down, son There was a car, the wheels came off it And I know that nobody never made a profit Center your gravity, boy I'm counting on you to be my protégé Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha Cast it off with a wristflip Your footsteps are filling up Every time you turn around You can see the idols and you'll be knocking them down 1, 2, 3, 4 Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha Did you ever know you're my tragic hero? You be the pity, I'll be the fear And every advertiser will know What a truly great man you truly are Some wear their politics like an aura Some take it on like a mantle Some can't hold a candle Some touch, some dabble But not you!