What is a real V.I.P.?
Do we have the balls to go to that party?
Or do we rather stay and dance with vanity?
Tell me now, what's a real V.I.P.?
And who were we to give that name to us?
When we don't know the lives of others
When we can barely raise a finger
To help our own sisters and brothers
Wasn't it in history?
The artists always spoke their people's needs
Now we're gorged upon what devils feed
In the shallow form of MTV
Telling the youth to worship futile dreams
And to long for bling and for material things
I'll tell you what a real V.I.P. is
A face that never was nor will be kissed
To whom exactly are we giving hope?
When we stand behind the velvet rope
Or get our pictures taken with the Pope
Like some sick April's fool kind of joke
Who's the really really real real V.I.P.?
The one that and most conquering king
Who looks around at everything
And sees exactly what we've been
His is the face that never was nor will be kissed
Do we think we'll be down on his guest list
When we're standing at the gate
After being fashionably late
There'll be no makeup and there'll be no film crews
No Vuittonbag and no Manoloshoes
When he's presiding over you
Asking you did you love only you?
Or did you stand for something else?
Besides the hankering for fame and fame itself
The one who always was and always is
Will show you what a real V.I.P. is
The fatherless, the motherless
The ravished child at home who cried to you
You will be asked to say what did you do
And what's behind this velvet curtain
Don't know, but I can say for certain
A face that never was nor will be kissed
Will show you what a real V.I.P. is
How can you say we are wise
And we possess the instruction of the Lord?
Certainly for nothing your parents have labored
For nothing your writers have written.
The wise will be put to shame.
See, they reject the word of the Lord.
So their wisdome amounts to nothing
They dress the wounds of my poor people
As if they are nothing.
Saying 'Peace, Peace' when there is no peace
Saying 'All Is Well' when nothing is well.
Glory be to the Father and to the Son and to the Holy Spirit
As it was in the beginning, it is now, and ever shall be.
A world without end.
Oh yeah.
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