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nathan payne - wonderland covered in tar كلمات أغنية

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lost
in the weird boiling
brew
of ethereal goo
the primordial suitcase
of single_celled shirts
and bacterial shoes

where stars are mistaken for planes
madness for brains
stagnation for change

where doors
creak open like cricks
where birds fly like bricks
through a plate_glass
sky
shattered & cracked
we’re over_rated & under
attack, attracted precisely
to what makes us sick;
for my next magic
trick
i’ll stick my hеad in the sand
& fry an egg in the
palm of my
hand
wе all sit down
to our fictional feast
from the last to the least
from the west to the east
ordered to cease
& desist
or is it cyst & deceased?

i’ll luvya baby
’til the wind starts to wheeze
’til the flies hate the fleas
’til the sun hates the sea
’til the quarantine_age
refugees
are forced to their knees
in a vacant_lot forest
of itinerant
trees

who sees
the arrogant
self_assured grin?
when the man squeeze the trigger
does he figure he’ll win?
does he count the cost?
does he carry his cross?
does he think he’s the boss?
does he know that he’s lost?
his soul is demolished!
does he polish his shoes
with the 5 o’clock news?
does he iron his shirts
with terror alerts?
does he know where it hurts?
does he think he can choose?
pigs!
you are what we eat
this is no trick or retreat
the word’s on the street
you’re a jerk
& a joke
all mirrors & smoke
aloof & elite
& just when you think you’ve got us all beat
will be the day that you choke
on the words you excrete

you’re both below & above
but you’re not my beloved
shoved
in the back
by the powers that be
forced to draw
blood from a honeybee
by another power_tripping wannabe
angel_of_god
are you a friend or a fraud?
i was sentenced to death
by admiring
squad
sitting under the parachute trees
waiting for the sunshine to freeze, teasing
the birds in their
nest
i sleep with a knife in my chest, infested
with ants & armed to the t__th
i scared off the bones
that were buried
beneath my
bed
i’ll get a job when i’m dead
i said i’m not leavin’ my post!

in a former life i was a ghost

©2007 nathan payne

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