Showing posts with label how the fuck do we supposed to keep peace?. Show all posts
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Thursday

"He had a photo session with the mmployees"
Riff-raffs. Confrontation rates. Korea in a theatre of fascist rowdyism
Visitors being educated by revolutionary mementoes.
Your adidas bag
Your outdoors editor
Your chestnut-color toothpaste
The group will have to pay a dear price for them
"High in Extension Rate and Very Durable"
He looked around the monument and off toward the field exit
"Songchongang Net-Waving Factory and Plastic Tube Shop"
Designed to meet the requirements of contemporary architectural beauty, a general mass physical culture and amusement center with the factory for a background
He proposed taking another picture with workers in the background
"Concrete Wall, Symbol of National Division"
Damage done by tick is spreading in south Korea
There are limits to
The sky "reached out" and slips behind the trees
Everything included
He added that it is now possible to mass-produce varieties of nets as it pleases

Monday

--You try to get the people to look at the nonsense and not at the wrath of God that abides upon them. "Look at the circus monkey over there and the fluffy setting, blah, blah..." Meanwhile, God is undoing this nation and effecting all of your lives, with the moth that quietly eats the very fabric of your national garment. Radiohead is just such an event.

--I think we oughta give the FCC their big monkey salute because they think they can stop us by compressing us to 14 days but I want you to know give us 14 hours and we'll still win.

--FCC Monkey band get 'em back there with Ol' Blabby back there already talking to the press
That's our goverment for you
Of the people NOTHIN'
Watch this guy turn here, markin the beat 6 times, watch here
1,2,3,4,5,6
OVER HE GOES
1,2,3,4,5,6
OVER HE GOES

--It's all he knows to do
Get the profile
He's good lookin
Watch his eyes protrude
We got him on the run folks, he can't even
We got him on the run folks, he can't even
he got one arm lame he can't even hit his cymbals no more

--GIVE THEM THEIR MONKEY SALUTE!
THE ONLY THING THEY"LL EVER ACCOMPLISH ROUND HERE IS MAKE THIS KIND OF NOISE!
TURN 'EM ALL ON!

Thursday

Dirt hands
Hot from the treasure hole
Like that demigod hick-cook
This rock I'll never pawn
Windy Day America
Groping after
Heart of a
Washed up rock

Proclub under a microscope
Ribboning out like a problem
Message coming to river
It wasn't worth the hammer
There was a dog there
Someone walking by the table

A mouche on the branch
And the law breaks
Everytimer's
Statue of the sea
Dug once underarbus
Arboreality
Pictured with the rock still by it
And I
Birdheart proclub
I got a feeling
Coming
A district
Opening up
Straight in from grooming
The dark boat
And dad show
I'm kitchen serious
Proculb
About this
Prolcub
Oh
Procluv
Godnight