long before lunar landing

Barricados bulwark against feeling and sense Pride, covetousness, envy, wrath sloth, lechery and gluttony, wolfing down lunch in peril of the time jaws and quintessential McJob and the television drain, clogged with balls of castrated men quiet and desperate yearn for simple expressions Where do you go now Having all that we needed long before lunar landing Where do you go now Having all that we needed long before Manhattan project And seething, bellowing, despairing the screaming babes of most basic need Who will stop the chimes at midnight Pinch the sallow guts of penury Gird one with sack cloth and ashes Rent clothing and a car Cumming on the talent altar with a mighty cry