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Shiny Lies
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she's one in a billion such a dangerous bird a coal-black killer in a velvety skirt, stiletto claws and down she dives cuz ravie's got to get it live. she mesmerized by her inspection pools of oozing red reflection, free from future free from past she plucks the blinking orb at last. to hell with angels condemn her freedom vicious demons. eyes on the object burning prize of desire shine shiny magnet draws her to fire, her murder grows on a gangrene lawn cuz ravie's got to get it on. She won't need her eyes to feel the blinding stench of all that's real, she climbs on top and spreads her wings to snatch the fruit still quivering. to hell with your gods merciless dogs bloodthirsty mobs, ego's gravity sucks envy and lust grasping at dust, so let the beauty you love be what you do. shiny diamond shiny lies. she ate your heart still beating.
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Sever
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my body lies under your notion, my body dies under your siege. you have the right to remain violently silent in your shame, her flesh and voice are censored, is she outlaw or creator? she bears the weight of man'kind' from electric chairs refined, you hand her gun and cigarette but still condemn the contracept. sever the cord, how long this bungee dive you force? severed and torn, torn on your broken glass caught on coathanger clash. get off me man, get your god-man lawbooks off my body. all hail falopia. wading through the roe no ovum can excape this prison, cast no stone go mourn the orphan, just let go. drowning in the rising offspring maidenheads are rolling, trust the goddess crush the bush.
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Senor Gonzo
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Everyone wishin yeh believe me they could go fishin yeh but baby there's just one slimy catch 22, hook line sinker c'mon darling there's the stinker factory trawlin sucks up faster than the spawn can reproduce. more than you can ever eat, too much meat just can't be beat. oh mama swore she always swore there'd be much more swore he was not the only fish in the deep blue, the mutiny of the bountiful will cannonize the cannibal. you say you want some you got to get more a second helping a third and then fourth, cold caviar pie some sushi sausage hot marbled marlin fat farm-fresh swordfish. "if you can't eat salmon, you can always eat cake."
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Deus Ex Machina
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Don't you run out in the street, machines will grind you back to meat. crusher masher freezer fryer, electrickery's for hire. cranking levers thrusting buttons, pavlov rat's a power glutton. frankenstein created man to oil his nuts and grease his cam. ishi, lights out. pink pistons pumping whorefare gasses to the sheep, they hammer down revolt and screw the laws with greed. imagine no machinery, no black and decker scenery. no viralmental caterpillars crunching jaws and numbskulldrillers. chainsaws spitting old growth pampers bulldoze all the happy campers. pound the pests crush everything then set your clocks for silent spring. tractors tankers bombers launchers pavers packers fillers fuelers heaters coolers misters wetters automatic turkey skewers slicers dicers cutters carvers burners boilers spurters sprayers peelers painters broiler basters roasters pluckers fish filleters dildos dozers wankers crankers freezers tweakers tweezers freakers washers dryers blackjack hammered bird de-beakers.
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Snack Break
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speakin is free so laugh at me embarassin me and callin me nigger. livin is just another day of holdin a piece and warmin the trigger. freedom is just another world for building a jail and pointing a finger. keep your head down, ku klux klan klown. key to success: suck up the rest, be an asshole. go to your job and prey to a flag but your freedom and wealth are a trip in your mind. when you suck ass in a vacuum of greed there's just shit at the top of the fuck that you find. build more jails secure your borders. paint your world with paper boundaries. news is made to shock and scare you. hitler called it propaganda. welcome to the prison of your mind.
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Red Panties 145
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one day teacher sent me home with red panties and she said you're a woman a special little woman. til susie sent me home with red lipstick, now she said you're a woman like really like a woman. so then they set me up in red high heels, said now you're our femme fatality. no casualty so come on girl you gotta be a woman come on woman gotta get a man, now come on man you some kinda wimp some kinda wuss you some kinda pussy? oh no jonny sent me home with red cankers, then he said you're my woman finally my woman. til daddy dragged me off in red roses, said you're my precious baby stay caterpillar. come on girl gotta pout your lips come on woman gotta use your curves, hey come on now you some kinda tease some kinda flirt you some kinda slut? come on girl you gotta be a woman come on woman gotta catch a man now come on man you some kinda sissy some kinda pansy, some kinda wussy, whipped like a pussy, mama's little fairy? little women the vampires in pandora's box are drooling, don't let em suck you from your cocoon. come on girl bleed, come on girl you know you got to bleed. come on jezebel can you bleed like a man, bleed like a warrior.
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Butterfly Feat
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hey i'm gonna turn you on to something kickass, tree top girl can see your world through luna moonshine her love'll getcha off it's so contagious. she 200 feet high ancient forest goddess, sweet peace warrior pure heart she capture. up the mutha's skirt she climbed for our rebirth, brave butterfly don't fall for caterpillar. she not comin down until she really ready, grease the chunks for Freddie. grease it, chucky. strap your powertools on we need action all along this cutting edge of devastation. butterfly brigade kick down peacelove greenade 'blow this canopy of clearcut legislation, when her feet touched ground the raging giants sound sequoia's victory breath beyond sweet gypsy's death cuz nothing lasts forever. never. remember forever. resist much obey little, resist. serve some civil disobedience. cyclical trips, luna eclipsed. gypsy and judi live.
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Rim Goblin
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sweetest taste comes long before succor of eruption, sticky dreams of anesthesia from chemists of seduction. If i pour honey all over it sourpuss simply cannot resist, hate's poison love is the antidote got to kill em with the kind. candy is dandy sticky is quicker, worlds revolve round the mad rush for sugar. addicted old ants with the jaws of a shark, visceral magnitude lurks in the dark. rooting about their vacuuming snouts, for a picnic of quicksand appeasing their gout. Here antie there antie, parasitic fix for a saccharine pie. high as a sprite on a skittle buzz flight chasing their tails for it all day and night, licking their lips yeh they're shaking in fits. what the world needs now, true goo of the universe. royal jelly takes a bow when the queen screams more sugar more power. everyone hunger for sugar mountain.
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Buck The Quo
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stalking popularity's social disease spreadin like a ragin contagion, sickness of the hippest critic dyin to please hip is a herdin mentality. suckin like a whelpin puppy down on your needs, starving while you're feedin your fantasy. popularity spreads her legs. buck the quo the status blows they pulling wool so buck the quo. your heroes are all villains and they stalkin the streets, feedin greed to babies so they keepin the beat. advertisin vampires suck you off in your dreams, keepin up your jones keepin up keep it up. demolition competition jackin upstream suckin up the forced mediocrity, jockey for position on a dogpile a'sheep ass kissin contest no end be seen. action is the antidote to cure apathy but slacker nation turns on the land a' the freaks. popularity spreads her legs and stands for nothing you fall for it all. now you're locked in a box fulla cultural shocks with the corporate media suckin the cocks off your muthafucking riches, digging their ditches. in a cube with no view in a suit with a noose you must hide your tattoes from the company screws, you are free to consumer you are free to refuse. choose. buck the quo they lose control wto no so buck the quo. keeping up your jones keep it up. spread your legs grab your ankles fall for it all. a flippable switch keeps the witch dr. rich, while they workin the nerve of unscratchable itch, in an ocean of faces identity races. so is this the season of ultimate reason or are we in need of a shitload of treason. ya down with the empire or up with the rising? buck the quo yea flip the boat stampede the bull shit just buck the quo you'll never know you're still suckin the love out of someone. you're still sucking.
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Pour No Gasoline
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well well well what the fuck's that smell, the discontent come fanning flames hell climbs higher 'til stars can't hide that fire, let not light see your deep and dark desires. scritch scritch scratch ol' smokey struck the match, that bear's a pyro-technic forest circus natch. sasquatch squealed when Freddie smoked that deal, the giants roared and pickaxe whacked the wheels. Hear no see no speak no deal no, pour no gasoline. joke's on 'smoke' cuz salvage is a hoax, punch drunks hunks a' punk. i rebel incorporate the swell, they cannot sell what we will not buy. hell no sell no fell no fear no, pour no gasoline. shame on smokey shame on you, give us peace give us truth.
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Magic Garbage Ride
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every little wipe dropping from your hand filters thru a clam layin in the sand, city is a scam whatcha gonna do? time to realize there's too much of you. from the pitypot to the ocean blue politician jerks are flushin down the truth, festerin disease floatin in the tide, it's gonna be a long magic garbage ride. cancer in your mouth cancer in your lungs cancer in your brain cancer in your bum, dirty little lies all political, now there's alot of shit comin out your hole. screamin for escape scrapin off your hide, everybody's hip when everybody's fried, just a glob of greed greases up the glide, gonna be a long magic garbage ride. see your sewage slide. widgets and gadgets, paper or plastic? shit fills your casket, garbage is magic.
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