> > "It's The End Of The World As We Know It" R.E.M
...and i feel fine
the stars shall bring me rain
no not a tempest specialty
show me your power, to the lens with yours
to better project your please
there's a biological trigger at certain frequencies
three passengers with brights flash at the moment you strike
can reverse engineer it with trials
reproduce it hollywood style
a fictional backlash against a chosen few
by an organized church with a gun in every pew
now what is all this leading to?
a story which is only almost new
the handshake injects
dmso and sweat
and whatever your nanoneedles choose to share
can a virus get along well in there?
and a senator frowns as he turns down his missiles
finding a cure for his cancer comes first
he shook some hands, pressed some flesh to gain office
now he owes the national debt - thus cursed
and a communist christian sets a province aflame
says the only thing certain is "god has no name"
the workers and shirkers by this both abide
in double bind be faithful or try
on religion
and i just shook hands with the head of the firm
the grip swift and vigilantly sure
i then met his eye with my trained attention
and the smile for which there's no cure
SIS
somewhere in the suburbs someone remembered to be sane
no they're not broadcasting madness, just being themselves
it's time to tear the cancer off - it's someone else's shame
the laws refect the genome, and you're not the same
somewhere in the suburbs lies the queen of the delta
in doesn't matter which city, and neither to her
they're going to speak freely, the radio is open
it's time to stop hiding and let's start to cope
we televise our ignorance with institutionalized lies
somehow the boxer from britain got precious
somehow we all know who the real letch is
somewhere a mind reader just said eureka
and privacy's out with the news
you said hello to my firewall, now build one too
just lie back and it comes through
i took the telegram from heaven in a liverspotted hand
i brushed my thinning hair back, picked out sand
perhaps this prolongs the measure - never sure
these seamonsters love this final act
and have never bourne a thought it might be rewritten
time i've hinted - fell to us everywhen, it's how we are
i'm positively cross there's not a she but sees only needs
unless life rescinds a visa - thus purity and crucifixion on the 3/4 cross
positively true
how do?
# posted by Adamji @ 12:57 AM
