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Apr 2011
the last child falls

crashes onto the  cold concrete

we

escape

any way we can

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tea baggers scream in
the insane joy
of the ******

and eat the  death agony
like it was candy

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zombie  days!

making money
enough to ****

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what is your love worth
anyhow?

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hangin around
we be
just hangin around

we hang around
till the hangin's done

and we escape

any way we can
Written by
jeffrey robin
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