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A little mashup I put together |
| Basement Bob talked like a gravely, mellow bear And Brian talked about the navy - I’ve seen plants around here I’ve never seen before! - History is a prison Those hallways were dark, man We saw shadows in the undead hours, writhing like hallucinations We saw cabinets pregnant with Dilaudid, and our bellies ached We saw transgressions from the high windows, we had dreams We were stuck, pressing ourselves against the world desperately Rolling stop, cop! Citizen’s arrest! We’ll fine you 75 bucks, you motherfuck I guess that’s what making a living by Cleaning up after upper-middle class Sons and daughters Of liberty And then I saw it Something beautiful Green like quake Its taste is lush and sickening |