Bob Dylan - Changing of the Guards
"Gentlemen, he said
I don't need your organization, I've shined your shoes
I've moved your mountains and marked your cards
But Eden is burning, either getting ready for elimination
Or else your hearts must have the courage for the changing of the guards"
Also, since we had the memory of St. Mary Magdalene last Saturday
"Fortune calls
I stepped forth from the shadows to the marketplace
Merchants and thieves, hungry for power
My last deal gone down
She's smelling sweet like the meadows where she was born
On Midsummer's Eve, near the Tower"