Bested

                Words and music by Catherine Faber


Better the snake we can see,
The evil that's easy to show.
Bester's a creature we all love to curse
Still, if we kill him the next may be worse.
Better the devil we know.

We all had a reason to run.
We all found the system a foe.
Their charts as our children, their drugs as our chain,
We can't even force them to taste of our pain.
Better the devil we know.

Hiding like mice in the dark
We hear, and the news is a blow.
Bester's on board, and we all have to choose
To flee, or to murder, or bet on a ruse.
Better the devil we know.

Forbidden the touch of a friend--
A telepath gloved has to go.
Mind touches mind when hand touches hand;
People don't like what they don't understand.
Better the devil we know.

Now that the gloves have come off
Take hands so the power can grow.
We'll crinkle his cortex and when we are done
We'll leave him believing he actually won.
Better the devil we know.


Words and music copyright (c) 1997 by Catherine Faber

On UNDER THE GRIPPING BEAST CD, copyright (c) 1997 by Echo's
Children