Elephant In The Room

Elephant in the Room -Final draft 1

I done heard it from the horse’s mouth
Told me who let the cat out of the bag
Yellow belly canary flown south
Won’t sing a thing, bound and gagged
The snitch put a hit on the rat
When his tail started to wag
Won’t be blowing the whistle
Anytime soon in a pine box, draped in a flag
Won’t be no second line to the tomb
At the bottom of a black lagoon
‘cuz nobody wants to call out
The Elephant …Elephant in the room.

Like the little boy who called out
The emperor’s brand new threads
The only one who had the balls out
No matter what big mama said
You see the kang wasn’t wearin’ a thing
Not even tighty whitey fruit of the loom
That story still rings true I could name a few
That the emperor has no clue
to the high and mighty,
no one is immune
It’s way past time somebody call out
the elephant in the room. ‘

If we don’t talk about it
What we don’t know won’t hurt us
Somehow, we allowed it
But there’s no going back to the circus
Just trying to stay afloat and grab a rope
But there’s a 2 ton hippopotamus under the boat
Just lurkin beneath the surface
But nobody wants to tell of it
The elephant in the room

It’s a come to Jesus moment,
when he’s got his knees upon us,
and so We wait for a superhero with a cape
but he ain’t coming anytime soon.
So we tiptoe on broken glass,
when what really we need is a broom
and we gaslight that’s right
till the whole thang goes kaboom,
Cover up the smell of it, with some cheap perfume
Afraid to tell of it, without a nom-de-plume
So we whisper, put a zipper bout The elephant
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