Tuesday, August 15, 2006

Ask not what your country can do for you
just take it
But what you can do for your country
just fake it

Coming at you with a pyroclastic flow
distorting the image
of what you think i know
straighten you out
with a chiropractic blow

cauterizing limbs and
I spit blasphemy
its up to you to decipher
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