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People
People, who never hurt other people,
Get killed by other people, who want to hurt other people.
Humans, guess we have to say hupeople,
Use force on other hupeople, whose treatment is so inhupeople.
People banding around the people with their little pee pole pointed at the people pee.
Snakes
The wind comes round and whispers in the ear of the enlightened one
Who sits alone on hilltop view, detached from the world above
Informing him of things he saw, and rumors he had heard
In his narration he drew such images, of life in global happiness
All kinds of signs of progress, toward our life
In which great pinnacles could be seen, marking growth of heart and mind
But as the stories were painted, the colors began to blur
Bled darker and darker the image with detailed strokes
Aluminium Illumination
Little tweenies making their own webcam porn
Doctorable photos blackmail us from the time we’re born
No one’s not on some sort of required drugs
Zoning laws have trapped us all in like bugs
Every day’s a scandal in the DOJ
Yet the news is all good and we’re all ok
As long as we hate the way only they can say
And love all of the ways that can ruin the day
Generations of use the force
Have generated the use of force
And just as reason and empathy
And truth became conspiracy
I used to think that all I knew
Agreed we needed to drain the stew
And now I see the colander
Is a tin foil hat on the entire earth
The aluminium illumination has secretly swept the nation
Dulcimeraga
Rijeka Drave
Bently
Watermelon
High Energy
The clock just struck four o’clock
And I’m as hungry as a sock
So I pop some stuff in the oven to bake
And I go bakin’, with a long hit taken
I put the timer on for twenty minutes
So 19 later the buzzer goes schizo
At four nineteen the bells will toll
And give me a minute to load a bowl
See, stoners can be responsible
By maintaining a good schedule
I happen to be a reefer man
who makes the music like only A Micron can
But just cuz I smoke weed every day (I really don’t)
Doesn’t mean I can’t rise by one degree
At each step of the way will be a bong, bowl, and spliff
Cuz I get high like you drink wine
While a drink is nice, with weed I’m fine
Not that getting drunk’s a waste of time
But I’d prefer to smoke the kine bud.
Praetoric
The ones whom we glorify.
They want to read your mind or something duno
Watapumpee
[Cover of cover by Seeed]
Thdeiha Piber
Waddlin Butter Water Bottle Boys
I’m waiting at the square outside the subway station
And I see you (for the very first time)
You had a long green dress and eyes of radiation
And I knew it was you
I put my guitar I was playing in my gig bag
Our eyes were locked
We’re running to each other like in some dumb movie
Your smooth embrace
Wabbit
We, the forty eight upper states
Perched before you now
Sing of love and sadness
In a rotation of the spheres
Here to say just, “we are here”
In pleasure of the fact
In cyclic spirals swirling spinning
Wishing you the best
Kettle
