I was watching the Boss singing Devils and Dust on Storytellers, thinking, 'this is just asking for parody! What in my life works as a metaphor for dirt on the soul?' Well, I bought my computer second hand, what annoying features did it have? Right, it was weighed down with spyware and porn! So this is my storytellers special. I play keyboard,
not guitar, but I have a harmonica, so this would sound just a little different, alright?

When you were new,

you were awesomely clean.

After rinsing shampoo,

you shined with a sheen.

You moved without burden

when I appraised you at whole,

I saw not a speck on your soul!

But city gray come on densely,

you shine not very princely

That miasma has torn,

over time you congest...

spyware and porn!

Spyware has torn!

Weighted by porn!

Spyware and porn!

You move more slowly,

choking in dust.

You cannot hide it,

even lathered in musk!

We baptize you at sea,

but we cannot trust!

Is this who you'll be?

Choking in dust?

In Christ's blood

you'll be reborn,

but still there remains...

spyware and porn!

Thanks for listening! Just so you know, this wouldn't be the title track of my album, that would be L'amour de la Justice.