a blanket ban - urban wasteland scam -
fill'em with smallpox so as you're coughin'n'hackin your way out -
I can show you just Who. The. Man. Is.
fill'em with smallpox so you can't raise your kids -
fill'em with smallpox if you aren't ready to jump n' run @ the sound of a gun
the sound of the whip - earn & pay - earn & pay
"naw, you ain't gettin gypped - that's just the way.." sorta day to day
that sort of Day to Day keeps my head spun
this sort of lie by lie hemmoraghes & blocks up my heart
locks up my imagination in attempts to keep it to, just one.
just another -
1 smart rat turned dumb, numb, and squashed by It's thumb
1984 shine no more - no need indeed to squash out greed
impossible it seems as we're in a state of seething, grunting, &
gasping desperation
a u.s. nation who's bowels stick. constipation of the soul.
wholesale enemas may be the goal but that won't save mine -
I've been eating pickateer's signs'n'flossing with land mines &
munching on diner food
ain't shit that can keep my colon a'flowin -
I am the Beast - Now I am your nightmare - immune to smallpox & beyond a stare
because I could care less -
I can stare back eternally you know why??
these eye's lids are no more - my stomach no longer gets sore either-
it's been stoned to death by commersive'ether, and either it's that or
it's robotic
robotoxic ambiotonic, quaff quick. lessons aren't immune to sterilization
not in this nation- not in this world. quaff quick or be another lost
man-child, boy or girl
red or blue whatever - take a pill and sever your connection to real,
sever, slice, cut & peel away
any of that _good_ skin

culture rot.
nothing a li'l blanket can't fix - cover it up, here'take mine
don't worry - you'll be immune to the pox in no time.