post izzm blues
post izzm blues
roll ya, post izzm blues...
i drank god's AM radio in a driving rain.
some pour poor sole on the air;
acid rain without conversation,
holes eaten thru the band.
izzm skizzm nitch switch
to my brand of coffee while u sleep.
it's all coming out now, nary a peep.
took my izzm down at the gate.
name, rank, and serial murder.
strum yer guitar.
crank my distortion.
portions of missiles break dem up;
words too vague fer my position,
screamin' fer yer submission.
hum a drum barrel o' monkey hats,
in loud long lapel o' partisan said that,
shoot up infinite decades of M16 scatter,
on wreckage of another tired protest gong,
in a failed eight track of failed eight track songs.
i drank god's AM radio in a driving rain.
some pour poor sole on the air;
acid rain without conversation,
holes eaten thru the band.
izzm skizzm nitch switch
to my brand of coffee while u sleep.
it's all coming out now, nary a peep.
took my izzm down at the gate.
name, rank, and serial murder.
strum yer guitar.
crank my distortion.
portions of missiles break dem up;
words too vague fer my position,
screamin' fer yer submission.
hum a drum barrel o' monkey hats,
in loud long lapel o' partisan said that,
shoot up infinite decades of M16 scatter,
on wreckage of another tired protest gong,
in a failed eight track of failed eight track songs.
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izzums
sehr gut mein freund!
you speaka you speaka my languish
Men at work
singin in the 80's
I come from the land down under
but it ain't australia
it's lower
fiery
hotter than hell
it is the knowable fever
of a dinner bell
and nothing good to eat
hell of a poem mnaz
(good for what ails, ya.)
and the lyrics said:
Traveling in a fried-out combie
On a hippie trail, head full of zombie
I met a strange lady, she made me nervous
She took me in and gave me breakfast
And she said,
"Do you come from a land down under?
Where women glow and men plunder?
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover."
some things are timeless...
Men at work
singin in the 80's
I come from the land down under
but it ain't australia
it's lower
fiery
hotter than hell
it is the knowable fever
of a dinner bell
and nothing good to eat
hell of a poem mnaz
(good for what ails, ya.)
and the lyrics said:
Traveling in a fried-out combie
On a hippie trail, head full of zombie
I met a strange lady, she made me nervous
She took me in and gave me breakfast
And she said,
"Do you come from a land down under?
Where women glow and men plunder?
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover."
some things are timeless...
I used to walk with my head in the clouds but I kept getting struck by lightning!
Now my head twitches and I drool alot. Anonymouse
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Now my head twitches and I drool alot. Anonymouse
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