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It was a hard time for such a cartoon
outside his prime-time, he took the harpoons
of critics in September and he was gone before November
Then he was out of school and nearly out of his depth
he took the Amtrak back to Madison
but he was no contender another hopeful seeking tenure
Then it was plan C, so he boarded a plane
back to his home town or really what remained
because the industry had left because the agriculture died
Now, it's a ghost town
Now, the broadcast is over
All done as a concept
Now, the series is cancelled
No one but a construct
Now, a name from a bad script
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Some people take
the things they want to hear
from people in their lives
I'll keep it brief
I don't have much to say
and you won't fill that void
touch my heart or
change my mind or
make me stick around
say something that
has an impact
entice me to come down
Most people say
the things they memorize
and force them artlessly on you
I don't say a thing
but I get left behind
and I wonder why we're
caught between our loneliness
and a wish to be alone
misanthropes like us betray
ourselves and stay at home
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Your mother's right I'm afraid it's true
But this could be a life for you
We could be together
In Indiana
No god no devil no paradise
No hell no fire no other lies
No more church on Sunday
In Indiana
Your mother's wrong this is not a sin
'Cause I'm your father and your best friend
We can sign the papers
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Smoking Coke in my 733i
03:41
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20 years stretched out from then to here and now to me it's really no surprise
that I've ended here and that I am this way and how I'm someone you might despise. I left the hospital and drove to Golden Gate but on the way I made a final stop - and a simple fact and one I can't deny - I probably wanted to get caught.
When the police came I turned my side-view mirrors 'til I could see them both on either side. Then a memory - a time in '64 - came a-fluttering across my mind: a banjo lying across my lap and smoke curling out of your mouth. There were bottles, smoke before the needles and mirrors - now 'basing's what it's all about.
We had our movement and we had our new ideas we had our own revolution style. We had our hair and clothes we went on tour and then the paparazzi grudgingly obliged. There were houses, vehicles, divorces, and legal fights. Higher consciousness was finally put on hold. We gave up but we were gettin' high.
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They found you out the day that you arrived.
They saw your face they recognized your kind.
Their hands were tied they had to take you on.
Ostracized you luncheoned on your own.
The fantasy you carry at night:
of violence to answer every slight.
Privately you wage a silent war,
a war you've waged since 1974.
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I posted this and thought that I might feel better
and make you see the whole thing from a new perspective.
What's in my head and what's in your heart are in contention
as someone who pursues and then enjoys rejection.
I posted this and thought you might reconsider
and see yourself as you appear in the picture.
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The New Money
03:01
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She has more money than her mom and dad
but they knew that she'd marry well
For them these wannabes, these dilettantes-
morality is wealth
And in this manner, they raise their sociopaths
to earn, to win, and to obtain.
She's made a fetish of all these things-
of shoes, of schools and restaurants.
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Yer Soft Addictions
03:58
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flaum adger Chicago, Illinois
Featuring 2/3 of dis- and 1/4 of the Jesus Lizard; Flaum Adger formed in 2008 in Chicago, IL. They have recorded one record to date. Personnel: Rob Sieracki - bass, Mac McNeilly - drums, Chris Fuller - guitar/vocals.
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