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Eatyour Beefingheartout FranklyZappa Thisairguitarist hasyournumbereding Sixanseven inmyveryown hothundrededing Lessthanyourworth ansomuchymorexpensive Thanpoorboyzin a rockingorchestralsonger Noonebeats thisten steelfingeringwizardist Intheimage of our charmless deceptionism Ivestrutterdstuff wherestuff shouldntbestrutten Thenseenmyself as othershaveneverseenme Andbangedmyheaderer to the cosmicgodderer Ivemimedasong where the wordsareallwrong Andcameback foranencore anthensomemore IvejammedwithJimi and hammeditupwithFreddie DuckwalkedtoNewOrleansallthewayfromKansasCity ZZdmytopinacuteflipflop rollingoverwithBeethoven Beenallalongthewatchtower anamnotareligiouser Letalonealonely Jehoveringkinda windowdresser BlindFaithsmyfaith the soundofoneslowhandClapton Thatsgodinbluejeans he cansharemymirroranytime Megodanthemidnightrambler ohwhatatriolivesinme Wevewornout seventeenmirrors anfivemoteldoors Butamtheking ofreflectedglory inmyglassypalace Wonderlandsgotnothingonmeangracelandsillusory TheKingmighthavehissoulfilledcamelotancastle MirrorsaretheuniverseofNarcissuseslookingatme Lingeringonabluespalefacelikemealoneinreverie Myfenderstratstrappedonmybluejeanedselfery Slaying eachimagined audience gunslingerstyle Zimmerman’s cubistfendering madeanartistoutofme Thatharmonicasawarning forthestartofworldwarthree IvedressedlikeKiss donethetwist ansetmygreatballsonfire Anblewagollywithmissmolly cozIworespexlikeBuddyHolly Soldmysoully to Beelzeebubby for sexndrugznrocknrolly Beendrunkasaskunkanaoneleggedpunkanpogoedmyselfsober LivedinagarretwithaViciousSydBarretonthedarksideofaspoon BinZiggyingwithIggy anfedthe AnimalstothezoowithLou Ohwhataperfectday to rearrange the theoryofevolution Iveevenbeenjumperingbroomsticks withbonnieweeBrenda Andwithmyonehandcuffclapping IfeltliketheprisonerofZenda ThenshookenupmypelvistoElvis andtrystedmytrussatMadonna Theformertwassublime thelatterwas likeaVirginonthedicriculous Iveruinedmyhealth blownmywealth andyingwasacareeroption Thenbeennbornagain anbecomeaZen anIonlyeatvegetarians Ivebeendecievedtobelieve an I believe Ibelievedtodecieve IduettedatriowithapreciousPearl justJanismeanBobbieMcGhee Thehigherthethrilll thegreatertheFall the musictenthrallsusall IvebeenaWhoan’If aThatan’aThem anseveraltypesofabbreviation ShakespearesSister BecketsBrother An ChaucersCousin Haveallplayedtheirliterarypart Inmyveryown Divine Comedy Ivebeen a Door a Chair and a Floor covered in Spiral Carpets Beatles Bugz SuperfurryThugz antheoccasional Arctic Monkey Haveplayedtheirpart inmy fantasticalanverymagical menagerie Ivehuggedtrees an’creatureswithfleas an’hostsofgoldendaffodills Beensavingwhaleswithpsychedelictales ImaSamurai eco-warrior Theplanetssafe whileIvegotfaith ButI’llneverabandonmymirror I’mthefoolwholefthishill arebelwithoutapplause I’masilentcinema ComeeachMondayMonday I’lldescendthestairfwayfrommyheaven Andworklikeapoormansson playingthatfoolwhoselefthishill To be standing alone in the corner at All Tomorrows Parties.
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Jun 3, 2018
Jun 3, 2018 at 2:54 PM UTC
The Air Guitarister
Eatyour Beefingheartout FranklyZappa Thisairguitarist hasyournumbereding Sixanseven inmyveryown hothundrededing Lessthanyourworth ansomuchymorexpensive Thanpoorboyzin a rockingorchestralsonger Noonebeats thisten steelfingeringwizardist Intheimage of our charmless deceptionism Ivestrutterdstuff wherestuff shouldntbestrutten Thenseenmyself as othershaveneverseenme Andbangedmyheaderer to the cosmicgodderer Ivemimedasong where the wordsareallwrong Andcameback foranencore anthensomemore IvejammedwithJimi and hammeditupwithFreddie DuckwalkedtoNewOrleansallthewayfromKansasCity ZZdmytopinacuteflipflop rollingoverwithBeethoven Beenallalongthewatchtower anamnotareligiouser Letalonealonely Jehoveringkinda windowdresser BlindFaithsmyfaith the soundofoneslowhandClapton Thatsgodinbluejeans he cansharemymirroranytime Megodanthemidnightrambler ohwhatatriolivesinme Wevewornout seventeenmirrors anfivemoteldoors Butamtheking ofreflectedglory inmyglassypalace Wonderlandsgotnothingonmeangracelandsillusory TheKingmighthavehissoulfilledcamelotancastle MirrorsaretheuniverseofNarcissuseslookingatme Lingeringonabluespalefacelikemealoneinreverie Myfenderstratstrappedonmybluejeanedselfery Slaying eachimagined audience gunslingerstyle Zimmerman’s cubistfendering madeanartistoutofme Thatharmonicasawarning forthestartofworldwarthree IvedressedlikeKiss donethetwist ansetmygreatballsonfire Anblewagollywithmissmolly cozIworespexlikeBuddyHolly Soldmysoully to Beelzeebubby for sexndrugznrocknrolly Beendrunkasaskunkanaoneleggedpunkanpogoedmyselfsober LivedinagarretwithaViciousSydBarretonthedarksideofaspoon BinZiggyingwithIggy anfedthe AnimalstothezoowithLou Ohwhataperfectday to rearrange the theoryofevolution Iveevenbeenjumperingbroomsticks withbonnieweeBrenda Andwithmyonehandcuffclapping IfeltliketheprisonerofZenda ThenshookenupmypelvistoElvis andtrystedmytrussatMadonna Theformertwassublime thelatterwas likeaVirginonthedicriculous Iveruinedmyhealth blownmywealth andyingwasacareeroption Thenbeennbornagain anbecomeaZen anIonlyeatvegetarians Ivebeendecievedtobelieve an I believe Ibelievedtodecieve IduettedatriowithapreciousPearl justJanismeanBobbieMcGhee Thehigherthethrilll thegreatertheFall the musictenthrallsusall IvebeenaWhoan’If aThatan’aThem anseveraltypesofabbreviation ShakespearesSister BecketsBrother An ChaucersCousin Haveallplayedtheirliterarypart Inmyveryown Divine Comedy Ivebeen a Door a Chair and a Floor covered in Spiral Carpets Beatles Bugz SuperfurryThugz antheoccasional Arctic Monkey Haveplayedtheirpart inmy fantasticalanverymagical menagerie Ivehuggedtrees an’creatureswithfleas an’hostsofgoldendaffodills Beensavingwhaleswithpsychedelictales ImaSamurai eco-warrior Theplanetssafe whileIvegotfaith ButI’llneverabandonmymirror I’mthefoolwholefthishill arebelwithoutapplause I’masilentcinema ComeeachMondayMonday I’lldescendthestairfwayfrommyheaven Andworklikeapoormansson playingthatfoolwhoselefthishill To be standing alone in the corner at All Tomorrows Parties.
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Jun 3, 2018
Jun 3, 2018 at 2:54 PM UTC
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