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That thing, that thing, that thiiiing...
12:58 p.m. | 2003-03-02 Howdy. I wrote this all last night in a sitting just putting down quick what was upstairs, so don't expect quality or a fine sheen. I hope you enjoy nonetheless: She wakes me wonder/ She wakes me wonder/ She takes me under/ When she wakes.../ When she sees/ What I've done/ She'll take me under/ When she cries.../ When she floods/ When she burns/ She takes me under/ When she breaks.../ When I die/ When will I see/ She takes me under/ When we break. Care for the needs of your planet/ She is the message of our schitzophrenia/ All great tragedies end in death/ This will be the greatest of tragedies/ Ready to go down in history's finale? I left town in a boat/ With three wheels and some hope/ We were sinking quite fast/ And our buzzes had past/ Like the trees on the side of the road We headed across the sand/ Of this barren land/ We were flying so fast/ And we shrugged off our castes/ Like the rains we left for better days Me and the Captain, Ole Joe,/ Older Joe all stoned/ Escaping the world that fails;/ The bars of the jails/ Will pass around us like a new birth Cry baptismal/ The truth hurts like you/ Cry baptismal/ I spy something blue/ From eyes dismal/ Cry baptismal and pass on through. Love in the wind/ Blows eyes red/ Blows hearts cold Love in the wind/ Sets mens' sails/ Sets men bold Show me your heart/ Open up like a drug chest/ Show me your hands/ Touch me like I'm blessed/ I know we're all damned/ I know we're all blessed/ Stand upwind Love in the wind/ Cools the lands/ Cools a beach Love in the wind/ Carries leaves/ Carries peace Show me your art/ Open up like a garage/ Show me your land/ Touch me like I'm God/ I know we're all nothing/ I know we're all God/ Stand downwind. You don't speak for me/ You're not my leader/ I will never be lead/ By a man with a heater/ With a 45/ With a bomb/ With a knife/ With the words/ Of a fucking child You hide in the bushes/ It's great camoflage/ You can hide your trespasses/ All lies to gods/ To good people/ To the world/ To dignity/ To decay/ Of the Earth's salt/ You are nothing I don't worry about idiots/ Except in power/ I can't be expected/ To not be so sour/ So upset/ So chafed/ So raped/ So sore/ From your policies I'm told to be afraid/ And money buys comfort/ You keep presenting news/ But it's just a concert/ A conceit/ A crime/ A concern/ And then/ Democracy dies Do you like to fire missles/ As much as teachers?/ You know you'll get crime/ When you treat us like creatures/ Like Greasers/ Like Socs/ Like kids/ Like your image/ Like we're/ American Citizens? Rage, oh rage/ Into the night/ Of freedom's forced and steady flight/ Rage, oh rage/ For your own plight/ They can never take your teeth to bite/ Don't take the drugs that take your fight/ Rage, oh rage into the night/ And bring your home back to the light. Don't treat me like the plague or responsibilty/ Don't tell me man was never free/ I know better places to hear nothing that helps/ Keep your flapping gums unto yourself I tried the route of respecting all opinions/ But all you respect is your own condition. The Godfather of Soul loves the USA/ The shoeshine boy shakes the President's hand/ You have to keep your fight/ You have to keep your home/ God bless America/ Throw me a fucking break/ America is great/ The condition is lame/ The game of Keep Down/ The absurdity of the media/ Lobbying Democratic handjobs/ The Government/ The only "honest" place where a handshake is a promise/ Their honesty stinks of death and rape/ No contract to bind or find easy blame/ America IS great/ James Brown sang (when it was)/ Throw me a fucking break/ Throw over the system like Jesus in the temple/ America is social/ America is soulful/ America is the home of the free/ america is Commercial/ america is Inflexible/ america is the home of the Free Big Business Charity Jamboree (do you like your mugger with an R or D?). |