Thursday, November 17, 2011

The latest dance craze


What Rough Beast is this
slouchin' Armageddon bound?
I hope you can dig
I'm the smartest, hands down.
Oh, yeah,
Lord knows what I have did.
You can call it SuperEgo,
but I could be messing with yer Id.

I got Fresh Ideas that will
amaze and confound.
It's plain as day
I'm the Brain of these Clowns.
Big Lie.
I cannot tell a fib. 
 You can say it's boundless Ego,
but I'd say I'm messing with yer Id.

Middling Amer-i-ca,
the brains of a sheep.
You votin' our way
while we bury you deeper.
Jump Back.
I gotta Contrack.
You can say it's all a phony, but
I'm always best on the Attack.

(piroutte)


Rented rocks on my wife.
I owe a pile fer my jet.
Stacks o' PACs workin'.
You've seen nothing as yet.
Big Lie.
I'm replete with bonifides.
You can bitch that it's Class Warfare.
I call it middle-class-icide

Mandates ' n Fly Zones? Sure,
I been on both sides.
Drown in a bathtub:
one of my best lies.
Eyes Right,
Lemme take you for a ride.
You can call it shrinkin' gummit.
I call it middle-class-icide.


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