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Checking It Twice

Always advance advice alluringly
Beware becoming boredom's beholder
Contemplate clams cartwheeling carelessly
Dispense dandelions dancing defiantly
Eliminate envy eventually
Facilitate frogs fleeing fricasseeing
Gift genuinely gaudy garlands
Help honor holy homelessness
Improvise inhaling invisible ink
Judge Judy Jetson judiciously
Keep knowledge's knowing karmic
Let luminous lemmings lead
Make municipal munificence mandatory
Never nurture neo-nastiness
Observe other odd opinions
Plant perennial pleasure patches
Question quirky quantum qualities
Resist reacting really rashly
Soul suicide saves society
Take time to think
Use understanding until untroubled
Volunteer volatility's vigorous vibrations
Wander wherever wilderness withers
Xenophobically x-ray Xmas xylophones
Yearn your yonder years
Zig zag zany zeitgeist

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Lou Reed: Busload Of Faith

You can't depend on your family
You can't depend on your friends
You can't depend on a beginning
You can't depend on an end
You can't depend on intelligence
You can't depend on a god
You can only depend on one thing
You need a Busload of Faith to get by
You can depend on the worst always happening
You can depend on a murderer's drive
You can bet that if he rapes somebody
there'll be no problem having a child
And you can bet that if she aborts it
Pro-Lifers will attack her with rage
You can depend on the worst always happening
You need a Busload of Faith to get by
You can't depend on the goodly hearted
The goodly hearted made lampshades and soap
You can't depend on the Sacrament
no Father, no Holy Ghost
You can't depend on any churches
unless there's a real estate you want to buy
You can't depend on the air
You can't depend on a wise man
You can't find them because they're not there
You can depend on cruelty
crudity of thought and sound
You can depend on the worst always happening
You need a Busload of Faith to get by

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A Child Smiles

Amidst falling fall leaves
Swirling in cool breezes
The child sees no chore
Or working extra to pay coming fuel bills
A child sees a comfortable place
For rolling and tumbling
And looks with curious wonder
At the neighbor next door
An old man retired
With nothing to do
Every nice day he rakes those leaves
and piles up plastic bags
That the child uses
as another playground.
Grey clouds and cold
Bring a worrying look
From the Old Man
But the child sees
Another day of miracle and wonder
With no burden of time passing

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kettle of fish

kettle, I could never
Think anything bad about you
Anyway, it was just
That one night
It was just that one time
I put my fingers in your hair
You were grinning ear to ear
It was just that one night
It was just that one time
But I can still see your eyes
My little kettle of fish

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Right here, right now

What is right for you
Is right with you
Right here and now
In every now,
if you can see
Through the static and
Filter out the spam
It becomes automatic
the instant realization
Of Truth and Love.
Free of illusion
Love is Everywhere

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Lies

Whatever you need to
Tell yourself, baby
To make it all go away
Whatever you need to
Tell yourself
To make it all seem okay
Lies, lies, it all comes back to
Lies, lies, they swarm you
Like flies. Lies, lies
I see through your disguise
Whatever you need to
Tell yourself baby
To make it all seem okay
Whatever you need to say
Lies, lies, there's no place left to hide.

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grateful dreaming, happy Thanksgiving

God's Mountain

Welcome to God's mountain
We're the human race
King of all the animals
Floating into space

Come and join the party
And sorry 'bout the mess
There's this thing called money
So we foul up our nest

Seven billion children
Who need to get along
To lay down all their guns
And put away their bombs

To find whatever's broken
And fix whatever's wrong
To shake each other's hand
And fill the world with song

My friend said "don't you worry"
If it seems too late
And if you knew what lies ahead
You wouldn't hesitate

To put an end to hunger
And stop the need for war
Take care of all God's creatures
Love what you're living for

Survival of the fittest
It's only for the beast
The best things always come
When everyone enjoys the feast

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S O S

SOS-Abandon ship, All is lost,
It has come to this, to be
Thrown on the deck to
Flippy flop freak, til I'm dead.
Wonder why the wave came
And washed it all away
For a bit, now eyes seek
The horizon line.
I know the next wave
Is gonna be the best one
SOS-Abandon ship
All is lost, it's come to this
Mark the world Null and Void
Before you turn off the lights,
And lock the door.

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Through the Khyber Pass, laddies!

For mom and god and apple pie
We'll rule the land the sea and sky
Thanks we gave
To still be alive
Today we march
10 klicks times five

Kick the shit out of those ragheads, laddies
You know they are the baddies
Non-believers are they
So we'll take their countrys' away

For dad and jesus and turkey
We'll deny the high ground
And take their artillery
We'll stomp out their poppy
(And you can bet we won't be sloppy)

Kick the shit out of those ragheads, laddies
You know they are the baddies
Non-believers are they
We'll take their countrys' away

Boo-Yah!
Boo-Yah!
Boo-Yah!!!

Ode to the US Special Forces attacking Pakistan through Afghanistan, Thanksgiving Day 2011

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Down in Pakistan

The clock is ticking
My finger is slipping
And I'm just itching
To drop my load
Down in Pakistan
Then head back to Afganistan
Want to be home in Indieann
Got my orders from above
Mitt's got a hair trigger finger
And I'm taking no prisoners
Down in Pakistan
Down in Pakistan
Down in Pakistan

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