punk cowboy jesus midgets

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83 squatter punks doc

dead kennedys rawhide

fuck the USA

monkey crucified by midgets

keep yr jesus off my penis

punk vs emo street fite

damned problem child

punk chicks say die

der allerliebste punker

GOOBLE GOBBLE!

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Nov 4th -Victory!

I saw the hundreds of thousands

the lit up streets

this burst of brillian joy

How does it feel to be livin in a Free Country again?

Goodbye Georgie Bush!

My grandchildren will fly

scream!

in the city of sharp angles

"he's not perfect, but he won't take away our freedom"

change! change!

Sirens, silent cop cars

no arrests made

"the cops couldn't do shit, cause they knew if they did-"

Si Se Puede!

bullet proof glass

"Get yr Victory t-shirts heere!"

music in the streets,

screaming in the streets,

a peaceful, joyous mass-

Si Se Puede!

humans from all sides of the city

I know you-

we met at the bus stop-

lifted off the ground in a strong hug

now we will smoke on the el

fireworks in the city streets

Never give up on your country

November 4th -Before

(word on the street- & from Glen from the polls)

all the hippies are in town

we need every body

hippies don't vote

man, this place is crawlin with pigs

if he loses...

there's gonna be police action no matter what happens

change! change!

the park is not safe, hasn't been safe

i didn't vote, i lied to you

it's time to take it back!

America has lost its way

dry humped into submission

speedball exploding the veins

i was speedin last nite, grindin my teeth

are you going to vote?

hell yea, motherfucker!

smells like change

i just kinda stopped caring for a while

now i feel like i should

i'm not registered

i voted at my old address, haven't lived there in a year

i'm afraid

i hate cops

you going to the rally?

couldn't get tickets.

i'm going home to vote

smoke a bowl

and pray.

i'm going to work.

i think i'll be safe.

all i'm sayin is they better not try'n come into my neighborhood.

its a grey not a black cat
i am satan i tell the boy
yr mother was a whore

woke throat-sore,

cold naked alone

dreaming of cockroach swarms

crushin kitten skulls

kissing a too-small mouth-

i couldn't find my hands,

it was unfair-

a shadow house,

a burnt pot,

a splinter-

you asked me why the curb was so high

you agony me.

birthday

eager morning
angry hangover
messy taco
green line to harlem
white cops like bacon beacons
gunshots passed
weary eyed train peakin
thru haze, brilliant chicago
always beautiful, everywhere
sky scraped gold
hed wound
open arms
to the four corners
sun up, sun down,
the gong fades out
wheat paste fingers,
torn pages,
rodents everywhere!
O no glue traps
happy hot knife hits
early morning jumped
shared 40 oz
we feel our warm live bodies through
tumbling on beds, pissin off roof
iron lung
not a crook
just need more money
it's free, no need to steal
evil drunk, lumphead
hassled & heckled
"beautiful ladies"
drunken 2.5 dykes
we are frozen
ash mouth
a beer for a stranger
gash mouth
a rock for a stranger
spit
dirty glass on dirty bar,
all the money gone
magick typewriter
turn off the telephone
leak me
a public place
ugly hunter
stuck rats
silly songs, candles
handmade puppets
altitude
good morning brother tumbler-
pass the bowl.