American Ruse

[Fletch XXX]

They told you in school about freedom
But when you try to be free they never let ya
They said "it's easy , nothing to it"
And now the army's out to get ya
Sixty nine American terminal stasis
The air's so thick it's like drowning in molasses
I'm sick and tired of paying these dues
And i'm finally getting hip to the American ruse

I learned to say the pledge of allegiance
Before they beat me bloody down at the station
They haven't got a word out of me since
I got a billion years probation

Sixty nine American terminal stasis
The air's so thick it's like drowning in molasses
I'm sick and tired of paying these dues
And i'm sick to my guts of the American ruse

Phoney stars, oh no! crummy cars, oh no!
Cheap guitars, oh no! Drunks livin' in bars, nah!

Rock'em back, Sonic !
the way they pull you over it's suspicious
Yeah for something that just ain't your fault
If you complain they're gonna get vicious
Kick in the teeth and charge you with assault

Yeah but i can see the chickens coming home to roost
Young people everywhere are gonna cook their goose
Lots of kids are working to get rid of these blues
cause everybody's sick of the American ruse

Well well well , take a look around !
Well well well , take a look around !
Well well well , take a look around !
Well well well , take a look around !
Well well well , take a look around !

[Fletch XXX]

If any one of you can read these and understand, I seriously connect.

"here falls now undone looks beyond the credits sum livid fractures less of fate the whisper winds blow the seed of hate disturbed society dogs my turn with no values intend to raise ability tried and tested pointless view gods got security hands like snakes sow the seeds raise all negative force-fed traces poisons all impure profane the haunted heaven jeering leapt into the pit of calamity a mean condition no wealth dents provisions for a time unknown thelemic gestures all planned and hatched in seasons of dissolute pain cried afflicted and infected oblige the systems perfect dream distorted my words assume all that is programmed before and somewhat left unsaid behind shutters dirt before desire dusted crap ingested comes stealing life that you are not visited warped torpedo night crawls through the distant and irrelevant a good life's experiment fused im laying violent hands upon a dead card calling cattle the playthings are so abused the derelict dial phone clock pusher delved in reliving the future too im sticking pins and needles in this stinging rotten fleshlike substitute pieces of half cooked meat that are walking on this earth abort desire irrelevance ticks in front in view a candle rhyme to realign burnt out candles* on the wall seize the moment... reach "

[cherrylula]

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[cherrylula]

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