Bus stop rat bag

[The Wanderer]

Ha, ha, charade you are
You fucked up old hag
Ha, ha, charade you are
You radiate cold shafts of broken glass
You're nearly a good laugh
Almost worth a quick grin

You're nearly a laugh,
But you're really a cry

Hey you, White House
Ha, ha, charade you are

And when your hand is on your heart
You're nearly a good laugh
Almost a joker

Pig stain on your fat chin

You're nearly a laugh
But you're really a cry

Mary you're nearly a treat...

A look of terminal shock in your eyes
Now things are really what they seem

Wave upon wave of demented avengers
March cheerfully out of obscurity into the dream

Just another sad old man
All alone and dying with cancer of heart

So have a good drown

 

[shaun vox]

 

[ABEL]

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Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one.
-Albert Einstein

 

[Calluna]

You're nearly a laugh
But you're really a cry

 

[The Wanderer]

Ha, ha

you know it's all Pink on the inside...

 

[Calluna]

I like sheep too.

Harmlessly passing your time in the grassland away
Only dimly aware of a certain unease in the air
You better watch out
There may be dogs about
I've looked over Jordan and I have seen
Things are not what they seem.

What do you get for pretending the danger's not real
Meek and obedient you follow the leader
Down well trodden corridors into the valley of steel
What a surprise!
A look of terminal shock in your eyes
Now things are really what they seem
No, this is no bad dream.

The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want
He makes me down to lie
Through pastures green he leadeth me the silent waters by
With bright knives he releaseth my soul
He maketh me to hang on hooks in high places
He converteth me to lamb cutlets
For lo,m he hath great power and great hunger
When cometh the day we lowly ones
Through quiet reflection and great dedication
Master the art of karate
Lo, we shall rise up
And then we'll make the bugger's eyes water.

Bleating and babbling we fell on his neck with a scream
Wave upon wave of demented avengers
March cheerfully out of obscurity into the dream.

Have you heard the news?
The dogs are dead!
You better stay home
And do as you're told
Get out of the road if you want to grow old.