mighty mighty houses  
might end up empty  
mighty mighty miners  
mining for a heart of cryptocurrency  

for fake fortune  
drop of wine  
speck of grain  
if you get in line
for fake fortune  


mighty mighty miners  
mine on empty  
too much vacancy  
in a heart of cryptocurrency  

nec·ro·man·cers quick with answers  
will you be their broke financiers  
will you be their paraplegic dancers  

you've got nothing to lose  
just a shield of children  
wielding weapons  
no one knows how to use  

all one person  
all one horsemen  
all fake fortune  
all one horsemen  

might be too dumb to understand
mighty mighty houses built upon sand
because every time jeff eats an iguana,  
he's got the whole free market in his hands.

i can't wait until we go through with 25A
once we remove trump from office
then ALL of our problems will go away
& world peace will be here to stay

i better start practicing telling everyone
what they can and can not say.

we stood in our scarlet, costco bought handmaiden costumes
wordlessly taking a stand
because words matter

it is a stoic thing
to make history

kamala harris
wisely having her moment
so far, the height of her career

then we re-enacted various episodes
of House of Cards
all in front of Judiciary Committee

afterwards, we were given some money.

before going home to watch netflix, we had to educate the world
on the language they are and are not allowed to use,
because we need to control the world's vocabulary
especially since so many people are ******-phobes
and we still think the term "hateful bigot" holds power.

thank god for the 25th amendment,
there is no way in hell that we will lose another election,
but if we do, we can always fall back on 25A.

hurry up judgement,
restoration is nowhere near at hand
people can be so evil
the sinocentric have been buying up all the land

every time jeff eats an iguana,
he's got the whole free market in his hands
too soon and too hard to understand
tiny, tiny houses to be built upon the sand

mighty mighty houses
might end up empty
mighty mighty miners
mining for a heart of cryptocurrency

for fake fortune
a pint of wine
a quart of grain
for fake fortune

kim jong un
mark zuckerberg
winklevoss twins
all made of matching pigskins

all one person
all one horsemen
all fake fortune
all one horsemen

nec·ro·man·cers quick with answers

will you be their broke financers
will you be their paraplegic dancers

world is ending
keep on lending
mining for empty
there is no vacancy in a heart of cryptocurrency

here is your drop of wine
here is your speck of grain
but there is no passing the no trespassing sign

shut the **** up new dawn,
shut the **** up new day,
shut the **** up for the rest of the day
a conman cons,
that’s his way

can you blame him for demanding more
when all he does is steal the sun from the poor

there is a darkness in those clouds
a hopelessness, a homelessness
that only insatiable greed and a 52 week high enshrouds

a rocketshit
a lottery ticket
more guilty to acquit
just because it is in his power to do it

must be nice to be your own god
trading future for fraud
taking everything
not for giving
a shield of children wielding
weapons no one knows how to use


("Sadness will come to those who build house to house and lay field to field until there is room for none but you to dwell in the land."  -Sinead O'connor 'If You Had A Vineyard')

the homeless are ******* in the streets,
well some of them are

the homeless have been ******* in the streets
a lot lately

when they are not getting scatological on the streets of seattle
they are conjuring the other images of themselves, because there is always so much more to this story
as they sit on the sidewalk and/or in entrances of shops, restaurants, and other commercial establishments
throwing empty beer cans in the street
at the people walking past

they say seattle is going to be the next san francisco
because that is what tech is, nothing new
forgotten already done ideas redone
same price tags same coast line same **** in the streets

they must have thought something better
was here, waiting for them
when they rode into town
from other towns
housing, more drugs, a new life
in these streets that they **** in

not sure what they heard
their tents under the over pass
their trash upon the hill
overlooking the highway

their tents always have a highway view
their trash too

i should be that afraid of my own life
of what tomorrow will be
oversharing in a voice
that is not my own
miss jean brodie in **** city style

pennies on the screen
diamonds in the ground

deep under and down ticking down

pennies on the screen
down ticking down
deep under
they found diamonds in the ground

light going out
where baby stars surround
the dim star devoured the young planet
death star's got to eat

a refill of fear
then off the rails again
second hand smoke
would be a great improvement

after the crossroads
the wrong turns
and taken risks not worth taking

there came a time in my life
when nothing came next

no highways calling out for me
just painted rainbow crosswalks
for staying put

i stayed inside a lot
the more i hid
the dirtier the carpet got

it was cheap and poorly cut
to begin with, the dirt i was daring to become filth didn't help

the more i hated the cost of living
the dirtier the carpet got
the richer jeff bezos got

so stupid i thought

it was a daily thought
my own personal seventieth seven

antichrist and nothing
but crowds to fill his headquarters
hairless cat of a shepherd and his reusable sheep
i stayed inside a lot

so stupid i thought
the more i hid
the dirtier the carpet got