OBLIGATIONS

I know you won't answer
Obligations to yer souls
It's too early
Ubla Gation Nations to yer souls
I could call my Brother
He's out howlin for......
I could call my Sister
She's out hallin for...
I am so wrong in
Thinking Obligations
I am so wrong feelin your death
I am so wrong pond'rin on truffles
But all live off
All those
That are Dead...

HILLBILLY PUNK

Do I care
well let's ask us
Do I care If you
Beat up the queer guy that never worked on yer farm
Do I care
If you do this
No, but
That guy knows where you live
And he knows
me
I like that guy
You
You are just a chicken hawk after a chicken head
Me I love chicken heads!

CLOWNS AND THEIR HABITAT

Laugh at a man
He turns
Laugh at a man
He thinks
Laugh at a man
He thinks about his surroundings
Laugh at a man
He grabs for his soul
Laugh at a man
He cowars for a minute
Laugh at a man
He thinks of his mother
Laugh at a man
He weighs the balances
Laugh at a man
Who knows right from wrong
Laugh at a man
Laugh at an intelligent man
Go ahead an laugh

Something always breaks
This would be shorter
Ignorance
Craziness
Intelligence

Go ahead and laugh.

CAPITAL

You hunt like a dog
You will be fed like a dog

You hunt like a King
You will be fed like a King
Your Men will be fed like Men
Your Dogs will be fed like Dogs

Compassion has now merit
For the hungry.

SINGULAR SELLS

We are, are born
One cell at a moment
We divide
We are bound by our walls
We are born lonely
and alone
Bound by our walls
We spend our short lives
Beating on these walls
Can you give me a ladder?
Can you plant the dynamite?
I wish I had a window
Maybe then I could see you
We are not alone
We are divided.

TO TH' BLACK GIRL WHO THOUGHT ME A SAINT

It was in a full parking lot
In a blue truck I heard you sing.

"Gotsta hav all yo'luvin'"

I wanted you from the time you
was drunk rubbin on my leg.

Your Daddy was a Preacher
Who help deliver messages
My Daddy, He was of the U.S.P.S.
He also help deliver messages

You sang to me after weeks of me talkin th' bid'ness....

"Swing Low Sweet Chariot"

I had that Rebel Yell your daddy had warned his flock and you of

You drank and love was at the brink
But it was th' devil
He cast out that he was
And you cast out what I was...And left with tailights

Like th' Phoenix Lights!!!!

IT WAS ANTIQUED

There was a Chevy
It was small
and it had four
  of those pumps
I had a Trans-Am t-shirt
I was nowhere
E-Bound and down
But I knew th' Hulk
Grandmas gave you a lineage
And uncles say pick that thang
Me I lived
In the woods
Where I dreamed
I dreamed of
Young girls
Forts
Parachutes
Flying
Gofer holes
Electricity
among barbed wire
Lost notes
And yer father
Asking you if you
understand sex