As so many practiced diplomats, so too your vaunted laureates, whose access to the higher rungs of the cultural priesthood is hinged upon their flair
Here in the land that Abraham was promised to receive we listen to you catechize from your pulpit overseas. You mourn the proofs of our barbarity. Dry
"Live like an angel, die like a devil." Don't let it worry you, we're down here together. We're all here: heathens, heretics, kids with blue
A friend of mine dropped me a line, I got no money, got no job." it said, "man I gotta run to the USA. before she fucking came? She skipped out
It's something physical. It's a conditioned reaction. It's something physical. It's a conditioned attraction. But have I finally escaped? Will my eyes
Wake up, coughing, tired, with my face in my hands, All the energy it takes to close these bedroom blinds. staring at the window as the sunlight demands
At some turning point in history, some fuckface recognized that knowledge tends to democratize cultures and societies so the only thing to do was monopolize
your hips are swaying and your eyes are saying that you need two gamblers for this game you're playing, and i might want you, but i don't need you and
heard a song and i counted out loud the two-steps, the goose-steps back. back from square one, from where we'd just begun, and then it rang a bell-but
you speak of rastafari, but how can you justify belief in a dog that's left you behind? you've simply filled the gap between the upper and lower class
when fred and barney rubble (please kill me) indoctrinate me in my own home and try to tell me that mr. slate's got it rough on his corporate throne, "
three choices, one bullet, one trigger, guess who gets to pull it one leader, a thousand slaves. for every throne there's a thousand graves you're all
Three choices. One bullet. one trigger. Guess who gets to pull it? One leader. One thousand slaves. For every throne there's one thousand graves. (give
fine day in river heights, fine day for your skateboards and bikes, fine day in your cute little world, fine day for tough boys and submissive girls,
"knowledge dispels fear!" yeah, i hear you loud and clear, just take note of where it's from. a reliable source? or educated by force in this
Mark your point of failing. It begins where you concede. Hesitate. Procrasti- nate. Sedating. All configureed to impede your path. You need a good kick
Propagandhi - Homophobes Are Just Pissed 'Cause They Can't Get Laid Nothing I can say will change your little mind. Take your immortal thoughts
Nothing I can say Will change your little mind It's your clique and right or wrong You won't be left behind But you're weak Equality's your trip When