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Morning For The Masses

Questions, Requests and Fists are welcome so blacken these cheek bones and split my lips A) Always B) Sometimes C) Seldom or Never...the answer is never

me is slaughtered and an orange-yellow sun yesterday, tomorrow, you'd know for sure that we're the cure. yesterday, tomorrow you'd know for sure that

He says, "i have it all and all i have is you" she says, "well all i want is not 'us' and thats the truth" oh, no. now hes confused. oh, no. this is

Let me say that i dont like you feeling like this let me apologize and roud it off with a KISS even if i wasnt sorry for what i did id be sorry for

voice like three insanities Soared up in thistled speech... "thou hast bred hate where there dwelt none And for this grave mistake How thou art fallen morning

and machetes are heavy There's far too many for any, for any, for any... The forest, the forest All ashes Soulful dead bodies and masses, and masses...

the ocean maid, A clearer future, morning, evening, nights with you. IV. Apocalypse Anderson/Bruford/Howe/Squire And you and I climb, crossing the shapes of the morning

Where they practice exclusion on the masses every day I don't ask questions, don't promote demonstrations Don't look for new consensus, don't stray

around doing chores for your dad Playing a duck, wearing sweaters and shoes Chilling with pop just listen to the blues And talking to your mom about a love for