Streetlight Manifesto- Down, Down, Down to Mephisto’s Cafe
Way back when the prophecies began
Do you think they really had a master plan
Or were they merely writing fables, stories?
I don’t know but it has occurred to me
The punishment that they threaten constantly
It’s only real if they could just convince me
We’re going down, down, down to Mephisto’s Cafe
And the gears will spin and the sinners sin, but at least we’ll give them hell
And the righteous few will spit on you, so bid them all farewell.