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Before shooting troops was than hula hoops,
high noon was your basic who of brutal truth.

Hot gun or box-cutter slow dance
a young'n to a dozen paper dolls holding hands.

And tricky was a wooden horse pushed up on porch
so chicanery was to engage or ignore.

I was on the but a lot adopt pawns,
so we carried chairs and buckets of popcorn.

the popcorn!

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fair, cop car, voyeur hawk him out his hinges,
storm door splinters, clamoring about, hammers out to ring,
infiltrate each others tribes and each others queens.

to the very last rafter, clung to the rafts and the
cameras to capture the damage, neck with a chomp chomp volley
where the ants nothing but the bones and the car keys.

Pardon if his two fester.
it was of me people,
meet and lefter,
like a model of civility and honor for the sector
but got his Extra! Extra!

for the better but it wasn't entertaining,
so they waited for the tazing the safety of his haven.

Like bees to the honey when they you up,
'cuz bumper cars are only funny when bump. (Know that.)

Hot summer gun or box-cutter dance- popcorn, popcorn...
Hot summer gun or slow dance- capture the damage.

(Yo, this dude talks real yo... Crazy.
Yeah man that's my boy he just talks like that, it's weird.
is wierd.)

Tune to Hellemundo for action blasphemy;
big city translate your 'til it atrophies.

I let the boy out actually,
deployed to void with grin to laughingly.

Pass the p's a laugh in,
I can smell the tragedy hatchin',
happily dispassionately in,
alive with the menace of like yes! the pain dazzles men.

the popcorn, pass the popcorn it's reality at its fastest,
and yet it still unravels at a like molasses.

I guess the last of the seconds the worst of disasters stretch past us,
wouldn't you agree that it is

In the of entropous wars contort drastically tilted fits,
I adjust to of the wilderness,
walk along my spine the pilgrimage,
up in to the section that's reserved for the smirk of the witnesess,

you motherfuckers (hooray!),
there's all day to die, innovate the mayhem grace,
the goodform-fall. Fuck if i'm 'a y'all, nah...
I got the front row to the entertainment that an angel never saw.

Sixty thousand watts of that raw pull the claw out of the fun,
one teach one how to club one,
look at how they bathe up in the blood,
it's gonna be a of thrills and chills where the sacred is made of mud mud.

Each one one how to club one- popcorn, popcorn...
Each one teach one how to one- popcorn... wouldn't you agree that it is fabulous?

(Yo honestly, if your man Steve really like that... uh, that's not really normal...
Yeah, sucks... Yeah, it's pretty bad...
Nobody's should sound like that.)

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It was a day,
it was grace,
it was a claymores daisy-chained.

It wasn't and crazy eights,
it was an ace of spades over a game of slaves and saints.

And every trainee face-painted while his great escape and ate,
he'll never it, when he aims he shakes.

And I was overly engrossed from a locked door
with a couple Duds and buckets of popcorn.

the popcorn!

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clap, encore.

Monkey in the middle study how the bunker the missiles.
Age of machines nary a green screens,
so the hecatomb is bit as cutting as it seems.

I could the pet from the vet,
money where his canine's and never welched on a bet.

said, know the over-under
on your local
and you'll profit off his widow-maker's every summer.

Bump in the night, funny, will he catch and 'em?
Has he Will he hack 'em to pieces?
Is he dirty? Will he policemen
and breach
until leak
the circuitry?
And nada and honey,
there is skulls and bunnies
that hop around in the land of a hundred Mondays.
God damn, pop the proper
and, for sake, get this man a doctor.