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They're coming out of the walls, they're coming up the streets
They're quicksilver wracked by some beat
And right outside of your door, the very come alive
are the spring in the step, the distant look in the eyes

Put your Baudelaire
And outside and play

Me and all my friends are poets of the
We're exactly what this country
We scratch until we're drunk, we drink until we
We are what we

Pentameter in attack, pulse in the veins
Free verse powered of the street mains
An Iliad out without a shadow of doubt
Between the end of the club, yeah, and the sun out

Leave Kerouac at his
We have romance in our

Me and all my friends are poets of the
We're what this country needs
We scratch until we're drunk, we drink we bleed
And here's we believe

we get bored, let's be inspired
Let's ignore the applause and set the theater on
every war like the drunks in the choir
Put our art where our mouths are of the deed

with words and technical theses
Let's grab life by the throat and live it to
We can choose, we can change and if we
We're just of living life like we're loved
And in love and alive to all the we could be
If we just believed life

Life is too short to live poetry
If you've got soul, darling, now on and show it to me
Life is too short to live without
If you've got soul, darling, now come on and it to me

Life is too to live without poetry
If you've got soul, darling, now come on and it to me
Life is too short to live without
If you've got soul, darling, now on and show it to me

Life is too short to live without
If got soul, darling, now come on and show it to me
Life is too short to live poetry
If got soul, darling, now come on and show it to me

Life is too long to just the one song
So we'll like a beacon and then we'll be gone