i still believe in anarchy)-well . . and there is a question as to where we stand , and so then , how does one find themselves trading in the actions in a roulette to make a quick buck , it seriously feels like a job and so the song goes , my mother knows why im still caving in after the ballot turns to a landslide , perhaps i dont like pretending but i never give a way for action , especially when confronted with a question that would slump those with the capacity to capture it , henceforth the back and forth , and without distractions . . so then the momentary caper and notice , perhaps it is dmso snd those jacked up sailors want that agony to subsist of marlboro malice that parts away with the religious aspects of the wild west and cartoon-like gangsters parish with the sex and the violence on set and on the silverscreen , all to watch the confusimg moment they all rob the cargo and kidnap the wives . .
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its gonzo meets godzilla when godzilla has been attending n.a. meetings at the church by the school with a pool. i guess the steroid use has taken its toll on the mighty destroyer and the world has turned to other monsters in the process. your boss is a criminal and did time when he was young. its the sober truth that keeps us close with the residue of paranoia. in this case the sober truth can be illustrated by a pipebomb which blows up in your face and calls you a dumb ass in the process. its the getting use to the old lady with a granade for a face. cos when it explodes its her face is the rantings of a street prophet. but it is what it is because we made it this way. we should all point and laugh at the job we did, because we did it all we did we had some fun, we have. but we let people take advantage of the power we had. we had it all and we ket the control and now we work and work for two cents a day. i blame the public schools, i blame the cops and boobs, i blame the church, blame drugs, and the booze. but i know that its all the same. the struggle is here to stay. and in the morning ill wake up in a daze. my days are going fast, my nights they arent so bad but in the end im just going insane. i dont care anymore, i wish but really dont. and now i see all that could have been done. im done.
