To hell with the unemployed, we want our overtime
yuppy scabbing for the firing squad your culture sounds like
my soft drink ads, let's go get mugged...
if you think Palestinians could gain their homeland
simply by talking our crimes will be
as powerful as their revenge: refund me!, hey, dolebrid! --
I invite you to feed the hungry yourself, dying of syphilis, I
request a military funeral only squares will samaritanize
those kidnap victims judged unsuited for service
in the contra army forced to work as slave labor
on haciendas owned by wealthy Honduran collaborators
for the good of holy mother villification church:
what are all the Americans doing? --
well, that droney piece of shit you call your job...
suck off the briefcase whenever Rich want pay based on profits
via TV, it's a babysitter for adults, the British Petroleum of
pop groups -- you'd rather be killing commies? --
no, I was waiting for Arafat when you called --
immigration, that's it for Europe!, I thought
garrulous was your C.I.A., Satan abusing your kidnapped
perks, my flush pink fluorescent Duarte
to retire into a kind of compulsive grandiosity
and suburban impotence -- it's sexy when you kill shit
conforming to a norm, fitting into the shape
of the functional machine of society:
autocracy, yes, democracy, no, fujgedaboudit
whites are do dippy someday they won't own the world --
preppie tolls for thee, videos for the terminally ill
deaf retarded stop kvetching & set up a subculture --
give me an atom bomb & I'll make Islam splurge on sprouts --
well then you put the audience on video, well, shit...
fund your own century: we learned the hard way that good guys
do not win wars -- transcode me some
of that Gulag Industry, hon': they tink they have a right
to kill what they don't like to give
some puke more ample social ground
The only thing you can do for capitalism --
we protest inadequate everything --
is to try to bring it down