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Hesitant, yet we advance,
Each move, make us reconsider?
No man wish as first...

Don't take off the jacket!

The whistles, hoots, hollers are bewildering,
Move about in circle to confuse,
He tenses! We tense, -it is time!

He thrown down the jacket!

Two, then three, five more quickly,
Attempt, too close, to fast, reject us,
Dojo writhing, pain, on floor ache...

Watch him pick up jacket!

Fury fist of legs, he leaves; thank Doumu he leave us.

cultural demagoguery

Fight Japan!
Fight Indochina!
Fight The West!
...THE STRUGGLE...

What does your heart know?
          how does your heart feel?
                why do you deny your heart?
                       the call, calling, the feeling that calls you to purpose...


...Jihad?
Tell me,
is projection
of weakness?

Enough,
to stop
actions of
a strength?
1.5 billion Muslims. Maybe we should start thinking about their needs? If God loves his people why would he want a Holy War that kills them all?
EyeGaddaKu'upMiBosch
EyeGaddaKu'upMiBosch?

KuppingMyBoschMaegMyF­eldSafF...

The nur-see tain't weetchin'

Shh, don't look around
they don't see if you don't look around...

SCRATCH EARS!

That one,
is okay, he's mowin' the lawN with his hands,
and smiling...

NO PILLS! NO PILLS!

wait a, no, wait, no, wait, no, wait...

EyeGaddaKu'upMiBosch
EyeGaddaKu'upMiBosch?

KuppingMyBo­schMaegMyFeldSafF...

I've got to cup my *****, cupping my ***** makes me feel safe.

wait, no, wait, no, wait, no wait...

iF i bITe MY FINGeRNaILS THEe TaStE LIKE WAx




wax
<soft spoken intro>

...see your still here again,
    .....think your still welcome here?
                 ...here,
huh

Closed our mills, took our jobs, put in down our throats,
Fed us lies, took the pensions, thought we were a joke,
Media all bia's -steal my sentence, voted 'ere to revoke,
Cratering down! Cratering down the steepest *****!

We're taking you, out back and to the side,
Gonna be a genocide...

We're taking you, out back and to the side,
Gonna be a genocide...

White people,
     are raging, against,
           The Machine..

So Welcome, welcome...welcome...
      To The Machine...
            Floyd

I once woke up covered in blood on my parent's steps,
My truck was miles away on the side of the road.

We're taking you, out back and to the side,
Gonna be a genocide...
Those people...
Some can't be saved,
People should know their place,
No, we are not like those people,
People, well, they get what they deserve,
Some people just aren't worth the time of day,
There is just not enough for everyone on this planet!
They should be thankful, at least they're in a free country.

Jesus

weeps
Done for the night guys thanks all for listening.
Freedom on the trail,
Been banished by be-trayel,

What was, came to pass,
Heart crushed; Old Sugar Glass.

If it just could be,
Just one more day for me,
Baby, it'd be you-
-I'd have to see...

My Colorado Heart!
       I see you,

Colorado Heart!
       Reach for you,

COLORADO!
        My heart,

...my heart that you are.

Yeah my heart, you are.
...my heart that you are.
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