order in the court

staring down the wrong gun barrel.

bobby, king of boys town

patriotic blues

heartaches chime the liberty bell pain
freedom came with no sense of humor
with a lump on his chest and a brain tumor
lady liberty raised her flame in hope to start a rumor
its also been suggested, virgin mary was a late bloomer
glorified fame wrapped in a statue
ship em' in, ship em' out
in a uniform, in a casket
all in all just some war-time racket
legends, heroes dead at last
saluting mankind to hide another breed
waving flags tumble symbols
street corners dressed in rags
holding signs, picket lines feed price tags
america's future, a comical read
terror trembled teeth in the eyes of the believer
jesus christ "the butcher" societies meat cleaver

they stare at the ground

temporarily these eyes are for rent
invested by whom for 25 years
i hope they go bankrupt soon

catch and rewind

normal

rocks dipped in dye

picking up our voices from the gutter, rats repeating verses from the sewer lines

it was too late to get to know you

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misspell chuse

two high-hats

the voice of treason

width a pocket of laughs