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Peddlin beta-kerotine huffin pink gasoline
This is my generation, generation in-between
Kings, queens, Captain J, Nazarene
Bought and sold cold by some soggy-bottomed assholes
Yea we can and we will cause we didn't when we could
'cause the world has a way of out-maneuvering our plays
But we'll push, we'll shove, place ourselves above
Our species, our feces, we will proclaim the power of "LOVE"
Yes, we'll never wear our underwear, never chop off our hair
Raise our fingers in the air, we got at least two to spare
Embrace distaste for racism, nepotism,
This-ism, that-ism, apocalyptic cataclysm (uh)
Well we know what we mean when sing it in the street
And we brought it a back-beat so you can wiggle and scream
So go home, procreate, we hope that you will partake
of the wisdom that the kingdom is a-livin' in your eardrum
There is simply no more to say on the subject
We've got our tired, our poor, our masses to protect
And if you don't express your care, your concern to unlearn
yearz and yearz of fake fearz that izn't real
Then you are lost, my friend, the cost of which depends
on the impact of your indifference on the world in the present tense
Think twice next time how you spend your next dime
Your actions got reactions that grow faster than you ask them
(Your heart is a star in a sea that stretches far
so every time you fuck up, you tear it a new scar)
Well the masquerade is every day, little kids live afraid
Politicians preach "Teach safe sex kills aids!"
But underneath the table they are still hung and able
so their kid aides, as such, touch their nuts without a fuss
And on tv they make a scene next to short stories:
drag queens, drug fiends, death clubs,
sex clubs, pornuh, blowjobs, yoga
QVC, "want me? buy me, have me
fuck me? fuck you! watch him fuck her
after these a-messages a moment please."
a-mesmerize a-hypnotize a-square-shaped blind closed eyes.
This world is wild and on the tiles
The time has come to cut re-runs
Our hands shall not be tied no more
Our demands must make it to the fore
Our demands, yours and mine:
"FREEDOM AND GOOD WILL
TO ALL MANKIND"
The masquerade blues.
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from
VIIb,
released June 1, 2006
Written by Sean McMahon
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