Tipping The Balance Sheet(The Feet Within the Beat is an Old Battered Hat By Now and Don't You Just Know It!)

comes naturally to us. We know how to play, even
when all play has been outlawed. They can bomb us all they want,
day and night, with everything they've got, and still something
will make a toy out of a saved smile somewhere else within us. Whenever you start to

look around, you start to see way too much cruel stuff happening. One can
only stand between the warring factions for so long and
try not to belong to anything false. That's why we hop and jump around and

dance on roofs; there are those crying in all too familiar voices
for merciful justice. That's why we sing out loud in the libraries, we
prance in bright laughing colors down your quiet streets, we climb impossible reflective buildings, looking for the better news to share with dissipating clouds,

we jump and jive, we dive, into the unknown with blue whales for our miraculous parachutes, we
rock and roll with dolphins under our feet. The sound we make is our heart's beacon going out to you.
We send it out because it's been there all along, and comes packaged free, with our love. We can't wait for you to see what's inside the inside of our waiting mail boxes of love next. 

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They Murdered the Electric Car 

It's on film. The guy said he'd do
it all over again. There's always some bloke more than
willing to carry out the
latest greatest holocaust. It's easy to kill what you think you should hate.

Murdered farmers for wanting to
use their own seeds instead of having to buy them.It's about who
gets to sell and who gets to buy.And how much you pay them.
Indians were in the way of

the money from buffalo hides.Simple.
So don't tell me how you want to save
anyone. I ain't a part of
no grammar police party on the manicured lawns of political correctness. You'll only

know me if you've got the guts to know yourself or not
when you're put in that position
of ultimate power. These money men they
sleep well at night on top of their women. They eat when they

feel like it not when they are the least bit hungry. When you become a
new commodity then they'll talk to you in a more friendly manner,
but not before then. Kurt Cobain
saw it up close and personal and it made him sicker than he already was.

He had helped to create a monstrous thing
they could falsely control over and over again and sell like five dollar tacos
by the millions to the millions up against the wall. He'd rather die first.Get it?
Before you judge him remember

he gave you everything he had.
He brought truth and fun and new sounds
into your head when everything
else had already long gone stale to the hell hounds barking their heads off all around us.