Oil Turmoil - Kind of a Mission Lyrics

True elegance is kind of a mission
Pricks are bound to be foul
A great attidude but hey no condition
When the looks don't abound

Trouble makers, big fat liers
Whose connections are nil
It ain't the moment to bail on this journey
Right on the cusp of the thrill

True eloquence is kind of a mission
Pricks are bound to be loud
A mic or two and there's noise and confusion
No chance to turn it around

Time wasters, smooth talking demons
Whose connections are none
Could be the moment to bail on this journey
If it's no longer fun

Hey, just give me a sec and hear me out
Enough of complaints for today
Blunder and disdain will come out
There's no other way we'll turn things 'round