The Operative
You were never found to be backward
or wanting in any way
what scheme did you obey!
And I know why you go so slow
You had such strange disappointments
too bare against the paint
you knew the handle was broken
and your strong arm was faint
And I know why you go so slow
Your tired empire's fallen
victim to your unease
you could make yourself so useful
if you'd get on your knees
And I know why you go so slow