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Be that as it may Let the crazy poet out today Curb the crown of creation's Swollen torpitude, inflation. Can we stop the pop pop pop Of guns and bombs and knifing cuts Whose flash fries and fucks with my feelings God, I hate TV and what it does To human consciousness Bleeding restlessness, Which could create something good Down a mineshaft to grow More mold with the misunderstood Body of Creative Creation Well I guess 'they'll' only Learn when I do 'Cause everything I see that jerks my knee is me. In some way I can't yet recover today So far, anyway. Little boy blue has shit on his shoe And doesn't want to notice He say, "it's you who stink And if you think We're letting you empower Well, we'll never cower From a war in which we'll win We are the masters of spin And this great country of ours Despite the din from the great unheard Herd, will not go idly Into that good night. Nope, not us... we'll fight fight fight Because of course, we're right And right wins wars, and evens scores And more. We say, you scurvy whore Battle me, and you will see Who still steals the flower of power From the weak and undeserving." Fie upon that! I'll spit in my hat 'fore I'll go back to being as before, when I blamed you as the causal bore and believed it. Yes, that's right, I bought that bullshit Cuz I barely knew better. Now it's down to me & mine Who are doing time In our sheds and caves Riding the waves Of our emotions and devotions To She who will save us. So if you feel it, make a fuss, you gloomy gus, Guilt ridden and gone from sight Give up going past your plight And let's live for today Though it's not all play. The row we hoe is uneven and dark And we are frightened And our hearts Have tightened Somewhat. It's the dark before dawn So quit playing the pawn And leave their game cuz it's Only the same tame shame Join us on the edge Make your inner pledge To piss or poop so to please the pot Before they come and throw you off And you scream, "why me? The world's gone crazy, and I didn't know." Yes you did But you ran and hid God help me Let's take responsibility For being free. copyright 1997-2002 Panjoyah |