__Mad Rant__

Alleyway babies in teatime ciesta
Sleep off the muckraking modern day era
Etcetera
Nirvana
Tweed jackets and shades
Who are you to care if the masses obey
If the homeless are saved
If Africa dry fucks and has A.I.D.S
If the pres does lines of coke in the john
Hold your breath
We're almost gone
Greenstems and bees will carry on
Sulphuric atmospheric nuclear nightmare
Zen out on the burning cashmere
Billfolds
Buildings
Highways erupting in earthquake
Devestation
Early morning stock market rallies
Every head shall be tallied
Tax
And when the money is but numbers
Piled up with burning tiles and oil wells
Potatos and rice will be gold
Is humanity sold
Do we taste the clean doom foretold
By bearded robe wearing men of old
Only fate decides tonight
Riding the telltale shifty line between wrong and right
Trick of eye and hand of slight...
...I dream of the kite
Drift lonesome lonely I am the kite
The kite the kite
The key when struck by the light
Illumines the blues the reds the grays
Of I am the kite
So now I float o this breeze
Ignorant of love scorn fright
So forlorn and eager to please