Cuz We’re So Civilized

October 19, 2014

harris

Certain beliefs place their adherents beyond the reach of every peaceful means of persuasion, while inspiring them to commit acts of extraordinary violence against others. There is, in fact, no talking to some people. If they cannot be captured, and they often cannot, otherwise tolerant people may be justified in killing them in self-defense.

Sam Harris

I’m tired of your words
There’s nothing left to say
You got some lousy ideas
So I’m blowing you away

You need to be killed
For what’s growing in your head
Your thoughts are crimes
And you’re better off dead

Mamby pamby liberals
Gotta recognize
It’s ok to kill
Cuz we’re so civilized

Road Leads on to Road

October 18, 2014

No matter where you go
Road leads on to road
And you’ll never know
Where unchosen roads would go

Gotta pay some dues
Whatever course you choose
There’s hurt on every highway
There’s dirt on every trail

Nobody gets a map
No exit from this trap
No final explanation
The journey is the destination

Whole Lotta Hungry

October 15, 2014

Fry me some baloney
Pile my plate with peas
Make me macaroni
With some gooey gooey cheese

Whip me up an omelet
Broil me some chops
Rustle up some grits
I’m gonna eat until I pop

Worked the whole darn day
And I didn’t get a break
Got a whole lotta hungry
Keeping me awake

Mash me some taters
Bake me up some beans
I could eat a gator
And a mess of collard greens

Sauté me some catfish
Steep me up some stew
I’ll devour every dish
From here to Timbuktu

Worked the whole darn day
And I didn’t get a break
Got a whole lotta hungry
Keeping me awake

The Real Losers

October 11, 2014

Okay, who’s important here?

Judith Miller

Tell me who’s important here
I only mingle with my peers
I have no time for little guys
I was born to publicize
Moguls, movers, shakers
Got no time for silly fakers
Send me titans who devour
Money, fame and power
Give me the schmoozers
And the choosers
And deliver me
From losers…

Living modest, normal lives
With healthy kids and happy wives
The paltry lumpen horde
Leaves a toady scribbler bored

But when the door’s ajar
A room that burns with stars
Divulges spectral scars
Such distempered plunder
Causes one to wonder
Who the real losers are

Lovin Gone Wrong Song

October 9, 2014

bart

Got a million ills to feed on
Need a bartender to bleed on

Play another lovin
Gone wrong song
I always gotta
Be the wrong one
Time to mix me up
A strong one

Just couldn’t keep it in my pants, Stan
I don’t deserve another chance, Man

Play another lovin
Gone wrong song
I always gotta be
The wrong one
Time to mix me up
A strong one

Doctors say I got a sick head
Cuz I’m always such a dickhead

Play another lovin
Gone wrong song
I always gotta be
The wrong one
Time to mix me up
A strong one

The Middle of the Road

October 5, 2014

The middle of the road is for yellow lines and dead armadillos

Jim Hightower

Wastingtown sustains a breed
That kisses keyster to succeed
It’s full of folks forever lured
By the wisdom of the herd
Though the horde is always wrong
You stay in line and get along
And when thinking gets too tough
You follow lemmings off the bluff


You try to split the difference
Between stupid and insane
While our country’s future
Is swirling down the drain
Water getting warmer
We’re about to boil the toad
Why can’t you abandon
The middle of the road?

All the Suffering in the World

October 1, 2014

One body can contain all the suffering the world can feel.

Graham Greene

They sent her daddy to Iraq
She prays but he ain’t coming back
Can’t nobody tell her why
Her loving daddy had to die

Easy to start, so hard to end
A hurt too big to comprehend
All the suffering in the world
Fits inside a little girl

A flying monster from above
Blew up everything she loves
It wiped her family away
On her sister’s wedding day

Think twice before you send
A hurt too big to comprehend
All the suffering in the world
Fits inside a little girl

A Thousand Agitations

September 30, 2014

angry

I really can’t explain
You’ll never understand
I might just be insane
This ain’t the life I planned

Slave to my fixations
No easy way to cut
A thousand agitations
Knotted in my gut

Don’t wanna fight my fury
I’d rather let it stew
Much more healthy for me
To take it out on you

From Peak to Peak

September 26, 2014

tweak

Valleys are endless
And bleak
Bleeding from peak
To peak

I crawl and crumble
And sneak
Bleeding from peak
To peak

I’m smelly and dirty
And weak
Bleeding from peak
To peak

A bug-eyed twitching
Young freak
Bleeding from peak
To peak

Every synapse
Is tweaked
Bleeding from peak
To peak

Can’t find nirvana
I seek
Bleeding from peak
To peak

The Purest Soul

September 19, 2014

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You won’t join a church
Cuz they’re all full of jackals
You’re the only member
In your tabernacle
Your admissions standards
Are extremely tough
You said that the Pope
Ain’t Catholic enough

You claim that you’re so righteous
It’s possible you might just
Have the purest soul that’s ever been
You have the nerve to tell us
Even Jesus should be jealous
Cuz you never even thought about a sin

Your Sunday sermons
Are really odd
You spend six hours
Just lecturing God
And if He ever
Dares to reply
You remind Jehovah
You’re a busy guy

You claim that you’re so righteous
It’s possible you might just
Have the purest soul that’s ever been
You have the nerve to tell us
Even Jesus should be jealous
Cuz you never even thought about a sin

You love to lament
Your only disgrace
Your association
With the human race
We all got a purpose
And yours is to tell
Why everyone else
Should be burning in hell

You claim that you’re so righteous
It’s possible you might just
Have the purest soul that’s ever been
You have the nerve to tell us
Even Jesus should be jealous
Cuz you never even thought about a sin


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