2008-07-13

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goons on parade! on a day like today, with no sun in the sky, but a pinhole that cries!!
goons on parade! like I'm spindling lies, into a big pillow that looks like an eye, for your birthday! sung songfully: "oh oh oh ohhhhh" goons on parade "oh oh oh ohhhhh" goons on parade (again and again, until the first of the chorus faints) narrator: Now, we can move on, we can leave our failures behind, because we honestly tried. Now we can extinguish the blame within our frame, because if it's from the outside-in, it's only a pose like a rose or a nuclear war. (read over and over until it makes sense and the inertia slices through the net)

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