Goldbricker (One Last Song for E)

from Dead Messengers by Marc M Cogman

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You live for nighttime in this honky-tonk town, cruising for suckers you can try to shakedown, another creature of the dark, cranking the noise up loud. Rubbing shoulders with the opulent class, you get that lizard thrill, leeching their cash. But I saw you at the brickyard, with your gold paint, building your stash.

You cut the figure of a smashing success. Big rented houses never fail to impress. Make cameras shoot you from above, so you can hide that double chin. “You gotta fake it til you make it,” they say, but that implies you’re gonna make it one day. I saw you down at the brickyard, with your gold paint, trying to get paid.

Manipulation is your spectator sport and you love nothing more than holding court. Lay on that snake oil smile, bust out that hustler charm. You talked another waitress home from the bar. Probably convinced her that you’d make her a star. But I saw you at the brickyard, with your gold paint. I know what you are.

Now you’ve overplayed your hand. You’re gonna need a grander plan, once the confidence is lost in the confidence man.

The grifter tricks are going to fail you in time. Crafting your legend ain’t a victimless crime. Now there’s a crowd that’s getting larger that you need to avoid. You never think about the things you destroy. Now all the repo men are after your toys. I saw you at the brickyard, with your gold paint, you black-eyed boy.

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from Dead Messengers, released March 20, 2020
Marc M Cogman - vocals
Steve McDonald - electric guitar
Giulio Carmassi - B3 Organ, piano
Frogs - bass guitar
J Siegel - drums

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