Time to say
what you
dont really
never wanted
expected anticipated
to mean

Oh Hemingway
you paint so darkly
would you mix a little blue?

I mean
am I asking?
no im more telling
demanding
wanting
yelling
screaming
killing
pillaging you to do so
I mean, is blue that bad?

I thinks its quite
better
nicer
pleasing
prettier than the others
I don’t like Atom bombs
or hydrogen
scuds
torpedos, ill tell you when to butter
that toast
to us, for a better life for you
topian ideas
and all that spreads like love
less relationships and fear
full wives sit read books in the dark

Come on, Give more
titions their due
sparkling trout never looked so good
bad and the ugly, say cheese
the camera always make you look heavier
your wallet
dont matter, its all quiet
on the western front

Fire is the devils only friend in this land
feel it curse up and down your skin like the hands of little children
and slam into you, take the fucking witness stand
Stand all alone out on the plank and fish for sharks
Make those toes dangle and dance
Go look at the sky and realize its really black
let it suck into its abyss and rape you
Fuck you, and hurt you, try and kiss it

Four weeks later, with a funny walk
spit out on the cutting board you fumble
do the walk; do the walk
Fuck you and your formality
I dont dig that shit
Open them, open them up

Look beyond your dashboard, through the blinds
theres a light out there
hes called the Sun, he theres everday
he rises, he sets, he rises, he sets
Never faulters, never lies, never stops
Hes there
open the blinds

i need to leave
lets pack our bags
and get the fuck out the milky way
its a wide galaxy somewhere
theres love

come on maybe jupiter can sustain love
it can’t sustain life
but living and loving
are two very different things

take the trip
and take my hand
for god sakes maybe somewhere
it can be real
the love we share
maybe on Mars, where things are so different
you can kiss me and feel it
maybe Neptune can make us forget

Time to say
what you
dont really
never wanted
expected anticipated
to mean

Oh Hemingway
you paint so darkly
would you mix a little blue?

I mean
am I asking?
no im more telling
demanding
wanting
yelling
screaming
killing
pillaging you to do so
I mean, is blue that bad?

I thinks its quite
better
nicer
pleasing
prettier than the others
I don’t like Atom bombs
or hydrogen
scuds
torpedos, ill tell you when to butter
that toast
to us, for a better life for you
topian ideas
and all that spreads like love
less relationships and fear
full wives sit read books in the dark

Come on, Give more
titions their due
sparkling trout never looked so good
bad and the ugly, say cheese
the camera always make you look heavier
your wallet
dont matter, its all quiet
on the western front

no
no
no
no
no
you dont love me
fuck your kisses
and fuck your hugs
poison
knives
no
no
I dont
you dont
I have marks!
I can prove it
I can’t think about
white;blank;numb;tears
its the ghost ship

the twirling darkness
its coming
look
it used to live
it was like you
and me
but now
now
now
now its not
Look
Can’t you see it
can’t you fucking see it
empty hull
and lipstick that dances in the skies
extremites that reach around you like a spider
if you struggle
its only going to love you more

I brought her flowers
and she gave me a shotgun
double barrel
then she stuck it into my mouth
my smile is so wide
at least im always happy
im happy when she is with another guy
im happy with the fact she doesn’t love me
im happy when im in the casket

Go stick your formality up your ass
I dont like its fucking stink
and I dont like you
lets get that fucking straight

Dont give me that cutesy grin you cunt
pour the fucking coffee and get out of my sight
jesus fucking christ
when did this turn into a spectacle
I just want some coffee for chrissake

Hey you
Nigger, sitting infront of me
you know what I mean?
what the fuck?

I can say Nigger If I so please
this is America, land of the fucking free
land of the fucking cunts
we can say what we please

Oh, and we do, we say alot of that
cunt
nigger
fuck
gook
spic
we got it all baby

And we dont know what to do with it either
tag it on someone
watch em spin in circles

So move that cute ass babe
and give that fat fuck over there some coffee
he looks like hes got a hard on
watch out, he might try to upskirt ya

Its not the first time ive seen it
I think I saw it on a porno
coffee cunts 9
something like that, I watch alot of porno

Censorship?
I don’t talk too dirty
fuck you, you fucking fuck
Sorry this isnt France or whatever
this is a coffee shop

Check out the midget in the back
isnt he so cute?
maybe he’ll dance if I throw him some change
or if I shoot at his fucking feet
either way we get what we want
thats always something I get

Damn good I do
wouldn’t want it any other fucking way

America reminds me of a lot of things
A lot of things it shouldn’t
Pain, sadness, money, power, women, gonads, prison, blood, knives, sex, pornography, leather, homosexuals, the Virgin Mary
But then again, it reminds of the good times
Those good times I can look back on, yes
And times to hope
You see, to me it’s the good and the bad
You can’t just have one without the other
Just like you can’t have just ying or just yang
To get the happiness you need the sadness
I know it’s hard realize that America isn’t defined

Please listen to me, I’m being sincere
Don’t cast me aside because I’m radical
I’m not really radical, I’m just realistic, can’t you see
Look at your past lives and think about the new ones
Where was the sadness and where was the happiness
But see, they were both always there
It’s there when you think about it
But again that’s just it
You have to think about it
It’s not some plane on autopilot
Look in the mirror, America
Tell me what you see
And don’t say drugs, money, power, corruption
I know your lies
I love this country just as much as the next
Just like Osama and Hussein
Don’t come groping out in the darkness
For once see it for what it is
Take down the man behind the curtain
I need my New York Times
Straighten up your tie, wait
There’s a smudge on your shoe, Sam
I’m not lying; I really do love this country
I joined the army to kill gooks just like you said
I watch my back for turbans just like you said
America I love the direction you lead me in
I can always turn on the news

Why didn’t you ever show me love?
All I remember is the lady and the tramp
It’s not that, you lied to me
Why would you lie to me, lead me in the wrong direction
I thought you knew what was best for me, America
Why must I find this on my own?
Do you really know what love is?
Am I alone?
My psychiatrist says I shouldn’t be alone
My subscription of Ritalin isn’t in
America please take my hand

For Allen