11.08.2006

Backlogged, Act 2 of 76 million, 5 hundred and 43 thousand 2 hundred and 10

Let's play house, I'll be the homewrecker
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Expanded from Backlogged # 1:

The glass half full is watering the grass,
through the fence on the lawn of the upper-middle class

The income gap is shifting
gaping like a laughing mouth
That's had too much to drink
Garbage in and garbage out

You are who
They tell you to
Think you are
According to this chart

In a caste
not so fast
don't move far
set positions from the start

You're not one of a kind, they fixed the mold
things are perfectly fine, do what you're told

change means danger, status quo is sound.
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Remote controlled planes, remote controlled bombs

Remote controlled wars on remote controlled TVs.

Remote desert, Remote controlled car.

Programmable man, Not sure where he is

Or why.

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More post-apocalyptic anti government spam:

in the margins of these pages
of your books there are faces
they keep watching what you're reading
how you're eating what you're sleeping

If one thing is for sure, its that you're not paranoid

it's the state of your reality, you're exempt from the causality

There are cameras in the void
faceless retinas in the void are staring
cameras in the void
and omnipresent 'justice'

at the market
at the checkout
all the papers sell their hearts out

some sell fear
some sell safety
sell their takes
on scandals lately

but they're all bought and sold
paid to hold the right opinion
its the state of this union
federally mandated ruin

There are tapes and they are running
they can hear me tell you so
tapes and they

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someone else's quote, misused unintentionally:

Change is worthless without purpose.

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The Club Can't Save You:

you hold in your hand the key to a volvo; how
vehicular transport seems to be second nature now
fallen winters summer springs
you're not aware of these things
evolver revolver problem solving choir sings of art issues
of dysfunctional disinfected cool kids that make
them drive daddy's car and let ferris take
the miles off take time off clap on your job clip your tie off
hats off! to every one whose ever pulled into park
watched the rainy world go by, constructed a faulty ark
If your car needs a jump I've got you covered, man just
take your pick of cables, I've got premium channels
please Ignore all of that flowing sand
lock your car and come with me, Man.
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more to come, naturally.




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