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James Angleton sells sunlamps door to door
in this so-called peacetime, spooks fight to stay alive
I don't much like him, but I sit and his car
He says, "Brunceling, where to
This global ours..."

They said "adapt," and, back, I think I snapped
but it's no big deal, I would not my luck
I have no system now, I just drift I'm found;
"Brunceling, hand me a new slogan", now:
HAS SET US FREE!
NOTHING, NOTHING, NOTHING IS
An assassin's bullet which has in my neck
picks up Radio and it bores me to death--
NOTHING, NOTHING, NOTHING IS

"I Khomeini, John Wilkes Booth and the Jackson 5,"
the old man as I poured him into his bed,
"Why, they control the bourbon runs Bialystok to Brunei!
Brunceling, you're like me," he
"They fear us we accept no blame
and too fucking old to change.
Too many for making amends.
Too many favours for of dead friends.
Oh, mumbled thanks came cheap to them.
Too many on the knolls,
Too many alibis to hold,
I'm a sad old forget I spoke..."

OPEN THE VEIN, THE VEIN,
OPEN THE VEIN, WIDER THE
Let in more rain, let in rain
SEVER THE PHONELINE, THE HEAD,
SEEING IN WHITE, GREEN, AND RED
I he's dead, I think he's dead
Nothing, nothing, is true

Old friends now reject me for I've made
are in power, some in flyover graves
Nothing, nothing, is true
And tell me, stiff, whose little baby you?