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Those Mechanics.
Wolf Mechanics.

Today you the fortune teller
to death with your hands.
Was it his smirk.. Laugh..
Or the ostrich feather to his purple hat?
He the lines on your palm.
Chanting a song.
"It is you will die,
and angels take bribes."

linger on the sight...
you smashed until your stop...
run back to the alley.
Tell to the bricks and rats.
Because one man's scene,
is champagne party.
One butchered spine,
is a war decoration.

Those mechanics!
up again.
As you your way back to the financial district.
The subway is a field.
And every dazed boy and girl makes you your lips.
And the girl with the accordion, chewing like a lamb.
She hands you the eye
and she laughs at your pathetic tie.

Don't linger. On the you gouged in her throat.
take the subway home.
But the wife and kids like stuffed dogs.
And you're like. The stormy now,
collecting like driftwood.

wolf mechanics banging.
Those wolf mechanics crashing.

But one suicide
Is a company's bride.
One man's poisoned
Is a gold mine.

You bring your
the savannah. And bake it in the sun.
But the wraps it's flesh.
And you see the of God in the tarry mess.
Those mechanics banging.
wolf mechanics crashing.