17-08-2012, 08:53 AM
But now do they think of those days.
The tape recorder mike was in my hand and the man in the Chicago restaurant answered, "WhatdoIthink! What do I think! I'll tellya what I thinkI think they oughta be in jail! That's what I think!"
This is a green room where a premise is the carpet. The carpet is blood red.
Out there they have a vague idea, and that a hopeless distillation.
Sawing on the cello, they bought the Kool-Aid and forgot the Who
Bill Ayers was in the street that night, and Rahm Emanuel was not the mayor
Nixon was the president but it might as well have been DBA OBAMA
It is the Matrix and they are on soma
Soma other planet where troubles melt like lemon drops
They worry about cell phone apps not that they are run through a maze
by Washington's Mengeles
I talk to people and they start not knowing who Kennedy was
And I can part knowing they know he was murdered by men still powerful
But that is one-on-one
I question whether this is a 1960's America
Where a human sea expresses zeitgeist
Dallas is a sewer
Larry Dunkel crossdresses as an historian
But at closing time is always Lady MacBeth at the washstand
(oh send me another Church Lady email)
Charles has nailed 99 Theses to the cathedral door and they dare not confront it
Mark might unfurl a banner but the tactical police wouldn't appreciate it
I am privileged to be among the most articulate minds of my age
They could webcast a video presentation combining
The coolest jazz
The most wrenching Chopin competition
The soccer match against the Pamplona bulls
On Big Screen Imax 3D SurroundSound
Charles commissioned the T-shirt
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The tape recorder mike was in my hand and the man in the Chicago restaurant answered, "WhatdoIthink! What do I think! I'll tellya what I thinkI think they oughta be in jail! That's what I think!"
This is a green room where a premise is the carpet. The carpet is blood red.
Out there they have a vague idea, and that a hopeless distillation.
Sawing on the cello, they bought the Kool-Aid and forgot the Who
Bill Ayers was in the street that night, and Rahm Emanuel was not the mayor
Nixon was the president but it might as well have been DBA OBAMA
It is the Matrix and they are on soma
Soma other planet where troubles melt like lemon drops
They worry about cell phone apps not that they are run through a maze
by Washington's Mengeles
I talk to people and they start not knowing who Kennedy was
And I can part knowing they know he was murdered by men still powerful
But that is one-on-one
I question whether this is a 1960's America
Where a human sea expresses zeitgeist
Dallas is a sewer
Larry Dunkel crossdresses as an historian
But at closing time is always Lady MacBeth at the washstand
(oh send me another Church Lady email)
Charles has nailed 99 Theses to the cathedral door and they dare not confront it
Mark might unfurl a banner but the tactical police wouldn't appreciate it
I am privileged to be among the most articulate minds of my age
They could webcast a video presentation combining
The coolest jazz
The most wrenching Chopin competition
The soccer match against the Pamplona bulls
On Big Screen Imax 3D SurroundSound
Charles commissioned the T-shirt
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