NO CIA... NO NSA... could map our brains

[Leopolds Ghost]

lights out! for the cynical sharps

for their wide-eyed foils, and all attendant props!

supporters of flash and pan-fried f*cks

who grease like cops, throwing 'round

their body weight and --

i feel dangerous and vexed, swinging two-ton second guess
and every motion just cuts so cruel... so cruel, so cruel

and the implication's... that you're implicated....
like a caustic acrostic.... spelling out your name!

lights out! 'cause I can see in the dark

sidewind... my way to the mark of

fuse lines... gas-wet for a spark!

i crash i burn i've fully lost it anyway!

you're nowhere! lights out loser

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Birthday Pony (as sung by George Bush)

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this is a birthday pony

this is a birthday pony

this is a strange kind of rest

because I feel like a guest

when i'm

right here at home, i'm not.

right here at home

i opened up these accounts

all these separate accounts

because i can't comprehend

the single ride to the end

i wanted something to do!

and so i split into two

but now the pattern takes hold

I FIND I'M LOSING CONTROL!!!!!

laugh boy!! HA HA HA HA

do you want to be free?


---A few words of wisdom from Fugazi :-)

[Leopolds Ghost]

1. "Five Oil Invasions" (was: Five Corporations :-)

moves so slowly

grows so softly

takes so neatly

takes completely

it's as if... they belong!

and they've been here all along!

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check this one here

check in five years

clusterf*ck theory!!

buy them up and shut em down!

then repeat in every town!

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five oil invasions...

there's a pattern