we're just like the rest of the anglo-saxons just some mainstream teens hedgeaway from liquefaction hand your culture 'cross the counter in a smooth transaction with your one black friend scream affirmative action but we're holdin' on-oh we're holdin' on we're standing in our skins- these skins we're standing in and we're building our berlin- depression at our shins but we're holding on to babylon we're as wrong as we have been sins to confession and they ride our conscience like a writer rides a pen but we'll be right again and we're dressed like the dream of julius caesar wreath of thorny leaves dig the skin of my t-shirt and a pile of books burnt in a pile by a teacher burning bleeding hooks and spine I found the bramble where's a tweezer? but we're holding on oh- we're holding on I see jesus christ oh! on the jumbotron and god works nights down at the pentagon we're holding on and we're seeking for our hides and hiding from our eyes and the tables by our beds they shed the tears we cry and the ventilator blades have made the shit to fly it floats by on parade as we ride our horses by ride our horses high and we're just like the mothers of the babies who've been murdered an army full of packers, stealers, and deserters from the windows of our homes we'll shout with a fervor this is white flight and the birds are the deservers but we're holding on oh we're holding on! and it won't be long- oh babylon and the rubicon- oh you're running strong come and gone all the friendly furlongs

mouth of the civil war, gaping and bloody I'm trudging along the length of its body all I've got is a canteen dripping with black ink I've tatted it's tongue with the shape of my black drink it's dandy--shenandoah, river valley dandy--shenandoah, river valley scar of a masquerade marred with a muddy blade and cauterized with a flame thought it was over now, worked its way out somehow flesh still taut but our ignorance remains ain't it handy? shenandoah, river valley handy! and han, you are a pawn your legacy will go on but han, eat all you want you're fine cause han this body's been on the front-line yeah han, eat all you want of mine cause yes, I was guilty too one time there's a cradle where it all started- fuzz-headed, softhearted seed of a dark thing, feed on my dark drink stonewall, he parted bones well he disregarded han there-sockets-rockets-red-glare ain't it easy? shenandoah, river valley easy. shenandoah, share us some peace

head on a pin I was stuck a thousand times then in my misery now in my rhymes hand in a hole where I used to call my brain oh get out lovely your death is my refrain but now I'm older too and I can see you but I have older grew and child I feel you tongue in a vice christ stamped out with a gun now I am older, am I having anymore fun? cause I have seen and I have dreamed and I have drowned in a seam pinned down in a pleat please! but as for a rescue I deny you now sever my sadness and you're taking me as well cause I love the seam and I love the sew but hopefully I will grow and you will too I should hope child I feel you it's sewn in your skin too we do the best we do hmmmm

oh little beach cabin flagged down to the beach of a bottle rim oh I've spoken of a seashore hum-thum-drum of the waves of a peace anthem just bottle it please just bottle it mm-hm-mm there's a war in america folks played out on the shore where the lightning smote from the pores of a stealthoscope I can see it coming hard just bottle it, please just bottle it, please make bombs not babies oh you moms for peace can't you see? so I send a cocktail mixed message in a bottle new, clear, but rock stale demonic 'hind the throttle what kind of hand grenade did I grow up with? propless charade, nothing to blow up with? brackish wash on my sippy-cup lip yellow squash-artillery corn chip! gado gado gado gado gado godoh it's something you eat, it's a plea adam and eve severed adamantly where does that leave eve? oh, in a beach cabin what a leech of the love for each other we have been grow old with sea bracken might as well be beautiful for the implosion just bottle it, please just bottle it, please just bottle it, please just bottle it, please just bottle it!

if I had a seam to sew I would sow tulips mary let your garden grow least you let it slip I will not eat I will not partake in your feast I don't make to eat if we don't taste at least we speak if I had a beast to fight I'd fight tongue and cheek maybe then I'd sleep at night lullaby-solidarity oh, can't you see? it's all 'bout the do-re-mi oh, can't you tell them bastards 're going to hell if I had a song to sing I'd sing in a hum merely just an ear blessing extolling your green thumb I will not eat I will not partake in your feast I don't make to eat if we don't taste at least we speak

constitute a poke where democracy spoke where a bunch of white folk had some Stuff to attend to the ruling elite were shuffling their feet they were writing their sheet that they'd later amend shrewdly down at the strand pinpoint in hand a poisonous dram unfurled a nation and I with my wings dirtied and dry couldn't fly but I sing an anthemic cry I cry who birthed us in this state? and who- who can we thank? who had us and ran away? who set the poison that we drank? who set the poison that we drank? the frame of a mind penned down in the pines and carnally signed on sheets of white linen said let freedom ring fingers poisonous drink I said marry this thing cause you're already sinning still who-who shot the goose down? and who put it up there anyway? who birthed us in this town? who-who can we blame? who-who can we blame?

got me the cold seeping into my bed got me the coals I heap on my head cause I'm freezing I am seething got no reason to be here got no one else not anywhere that I'm seein' well, got me the dark ash clouds hanging low swing like strings in the park shoot I even got me one of those oh-shot out from my sweet repose shoot I even got me one of those swung 'round the world now there's a sound got shot when I got unwound heard that pop-dropped to the ground rode no stops to lexingtown molten mound rocks comin' down got me the stones with which I build my home mount hellen heaven blown minute men seven laid low but the eight gave a poem pastor hates that sermon code masturbates a liberty bone AHHH! masticates that leash he froze. but I'm breathin' at least I'm breathin' I have filled my lungs with char got no one else not where they are that I'm seein' got no reason to be here got no one else not anywhere that I'm seein' well, got got again got caught on something bramble briar bracken we're back to where we begin oh back to where we begin

if the plants ate me with the teeth they have seen a motley mouth lipped in green oh the smiles they have gleaned but how do I come and open your door? how do I come and say what I'm for? when I don't want you to fight anymore and I don't want you to suffer-good lord! and you already know that I love you both more I just don't want you walking away poor so set a table for the leaves I guess they're babies they need to digest insatiable, they suckle the breeze a breast and I'm torn by their eagerness and I'm torn by their feast but how to I come and open your door? how do I come and suggest what I'm for when I don't want you to fight anymore and I don't want you to suffer-good lord! there's a fuck wielding a double edged sword and I don't want him eating what is yours WHAT is yours