I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all
disbanded
sitting on my cornflake watching the van pass by
it could be worse
at least I wasn’t shot by the man with the red white and blue tie
but let me check again
feeling my chest, my missing finger finds a bullet wound where my heart would have made its nest
the pig was shot by the gun, and the horses face grew so long, that its brain fell from its head and into the dead dog’s play pen.
while paul and johnny drink their tea, i sat on the porch drinking my pee
the dead vibe breaks my silence
the weed burns my suicidal violence
the music eats my anger
and the sex did...something
the eggman was cracked on humpty dumpty’s back, and their wall came tumbling down
uniting the german frats
the subject of my liberation feeds the object of my damnation
charlie sheen wins while obama bin laden loses
the voice of the people silenced by the eyes of the black bird
coo coo cachoo ca coo coo cachoo
once 13 now are 3
all nailed to burning crosses on the desolated hill of calvary
Travelling across the universe in a spaceship tree
the images of broken minds splatter through time like strawberries exploding
birthing another dawn for a gun to be loaded
and a daughter to not return home because uncle sam dug her one true love a 6 foot hole.
The blind protesters sit high
and we all look low
the wars over
we all lost long ago
but the dropout is still seen as a good for nothing
and the junkie will never be respected
my people are the unwilling martyrs of a forgotten helter skelter
viva la life
viva la liberty
viva la pursuit of my long lost dignity.
