

Down in the street they're all singing and shouting
Staying alive though the city is dead
Hiding their shame behind hollow laughter
While you are crying alone on your bed
Pity Cassandra that no one believed you
But then again you were lost from the start
Now we must suffer and sell our secrets
Bargain, playing smart, aching in our hearts
Sorry Cassandra I misunderstood
Now the last day is dawning
Some of us wanted but none of us would
Listen to words of warning
But on the darkest of nights
Nobody knew how to fight
And we were caught in our sleep
Sorry Cassandra I didn't believe
You really had the power
I only saw it as dreams you would![]()
Until the final hour
...
I'm sorry Cassandra
I'm sorry Cassandra [/i]
EARTHSHASTER SAY: B-WARE OF YANKEES BEARING WAIVERS

As Berman showed, Indian media / opposition / establishment are predictable and can be played like monkeys on a string.