No One Remembers Their Names (10 of Spades)

Lyrics

There's a page ripped from the history books, someone didn't want to know About some 1800s surrealists who lived inside the Capitol dome They sent cuts ups down to Congress who interpret it into law They staged performance art for presidents who couldn't believe what they saw And they were wild And they were unhinged They fevered and free But, alas no one remembers their names In regards to the Grand Canyon , it isn't what you think Ten thousand men in a fugue state dug it down with silver picks If you'd asked them what there were doing or why they'd die for such a thing Why, they'd rip all your bones out and use them all some more to dig And they were feral And they were unhinged And they were focused on their task But, alas no one remembers their names While these idiots sit and argue weather we've been to the moon I can tell you that we first got there back in nineteen oh two Roosevelt, he hired a Frenchman to shoot it all on film Academics praise it's genius while Selenites live among us still While they're your names They're your leaders Aliens in disguise No surprise that no one will tell you their names Now the thing about Mt. Rushmore, before Borglum had his way There were other faces in that rock and where they came from no one could say And these granite, grotesque portraits haunted every single passerby To the point that their lives were ruined by this visage in their eye And they were fucked up Such a horror These cursed, poor facades But, alas no one remembers their names Now the thing about Elvis Presley s that there was more than one of him Army scientists cloned him out so that more people could see him sing But one of him, he went crazy and killed several heads of state Now, Jailhouse Rock was just a cover to obfuscate his awful fate And he was gorgeous He could shake it He could murder with his bare hands But now? No one could remember his name Now we've come to present moment, or so they'd have us think If you don't know about time manipulation buddy, it'll bring you to the brink But the future's already happened and the past is yet to come And what we're presently in is just a simulation that's only just begun Well, do you feel it? Does your clock tick? Do you go back to the way you were? Well, if you can then no on will remember your name Well, who am I though? Why do I know? Why, we don't have time for that Relax, no one ever remembers my name Relax, no one ever remembers my name