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~EG Skwigle~
And The Angel Of The Lord Came Unto Me,
Snatching Me Up From My Place Of Slumber.
And Took Me On High,
And Higher Still Until We Moved To The Spaces Betwixt The Air Itself.
And He Brought Me Into A Vast Farmlands Of Our Own Midwest.
And As We Descended, Cries Of Impending Doom Rose From The Soil.
One Thousand, Nay A Million Voices Full Of Fear.
And Terror Possesed Me Then.
And I Begged,
"Angel Of The Lord, What Are These Tortured Screams?"
And The Angel Said Unto Me,
"These Are The Cries Of The Carrots,
The Cries Of The Carrots,
You See, Reverend Maynard,
Tomorrow Is Harvest Day And To Them...
...It Is The Holocaust."
And I Sprang From My Slumber Drenched In Sweat,
Like The Tears Of One Million Terrified Brothers And Roared,
"Hear Me Now!!
I Have Seen The Light!!
They Have A Consciousness!!
They Have A Life!!
They Have A Soul!
Damn You!! Let The Rabbits Wear Glasses! Save Our Brothers!"
Can I Get An Amen?
Can I Get A Hallelujah?
Thank You Jesus...
Give Us Yer Money, And We Will Give You Hope
An Explanation For What You Can't Understand
'Cause Yer Too Weak To Cope
Eat This Bread And Drink This Wine
Get Full Off Our Stories And Drunk Off Our Lies
So You're Not Left Behind...
And Don't Let Yer Children Think For Themselves
'Cause If They Think Freely They Will Wind Up In Hell
Sex, Drugs And Violence All Come From TV
It's Not The Fury We Create
Here Is Yer Church And Here Is Yer Steeple
Let's Set It On Fire And Kill All The People
Save Them From The Pain,
When They Find There Is Nothing To Gain
From Following The Rest
Knowledge And Kerosene
We'll Empty Our Flasks And Kick Through The Ashes
And Watch Our Fire Gleam
So Call And Pledge All Yer Money And Let Jehovah's Witnesses Into Yer Home
Remember Kids...
God Is Dead, And Jesus Christ Never Saved Anyone
Abate The Ones Who Hesitate To Stand Their Ground
Rally When The Sky Is Falling, Catch The Clouds
Together Ants Can Overcome And Kill The Ox
The Only Key Is Knowing How To Break The Locks
I Hate To Say When Blue Skies Are Turning Gray
Ante-Up Son, It's Time To Get Paid
I Know This Plant Will Keep On Growing
You Water It Without Even Knowing
And Everytime You Choose To Consume
Another Arm On The Poison Vine Blooms
Never Praise The Gods With Human Sacrifice
But If Yer Dogs Are Itchin' You Can Scratch The Lice
Live Free Or Die Tryin' And Reject The Boss
Pay The Toll Or Burn The Bridge And Swim Across
Raise A Fist Or Get The Fuck Out The Way
Fuck The Fake Ones!
Break The Long Arm, Stand Up And Say
Fuck The Police!
Sound The Drums, There's No Time To Pray
Fuck The Tyrants!
Seize The Time, Turn Night Into Day
War Saves No One
Fuck The USA!
Bread Circulates Through The Paws Of Depraved
The Almighty Dollar Disables It's Slaves
When The Products You Bought Just Wont Bio-Degrate
An Army Of Plastic Will Hold Down Our Gate
When Fuel Cost An Arm And Supplies Cost A Leg
Soon Quadriplegics Will Lay By The Peg
Paying For Air, Yes, A Dollar A Breath
But Keep Your Receipt, A Tax Deductible Death
You're Caught! Deaf, Blind And Dumb
Consumption's Like Coke, Yer Addicted And Numb
You Know That I'd Rather Grin With Teeth Of Gold
But We're Just Products On The Food Chain
If You're Not Eaten You'll Be Sold!
Run Yer Fucking Pockets And Pay Me
I'm The Motherfucking
God Of You Sick Zombies So Lay Me
With The Motherfucking
Strength Of 1,000 Sweatshops And Counting
Run Yer Motherfucking
Pockets Give Me All You Got Start Counting...
6 Billion Sick Children
All Programmed,
No Feelings
Poor wages,
Tricked Faces
All Races Ride Slave Ships
It Was Daylight When You Woke Up In Your Ditch.
You Looked Up At Your Sky Then.
That Made Blue Be Your Color.
You Had Your Knife There With You Too.
When You Stood Up There Was Goo All Over Your Clothes.
Your Hands Were Sticky.
You Wiped Them On Your Grass, So Now Your Color Was Green.
Oh Lord, Why Did Everything Always Have To Keep Changing Like This?
You Were Already Getting Nervous Again.
Your Head Hurt And It Rang When You Stood Up.
Your Head Was Almost Empty.
It Always Hurt You When You Woke Up Like This.
You Crawled Up Out Of Your Ditch Onto Your Gravel Road And Began To Walk,
Waiting For The Rest Of Your Mind To Come Back To You.
You Can See The Car Parked Far Down The Road And You Walked Toward It.
"If God Is Our Father," You Thought,
"Then Satan Must Be Our Cousin."
Why Didn't Anyone Else Understand These Important Things?
You Got To Your Car And Tried All The Doors.
They Were Locked.
It Was A Red Car And It Was New.
There Was An Expensive Leather Camera Case Laying On The Seat.
Out Across Your Field, You Could See Two Tiny People Walking By Your Woods.
You Began To Walk Towards Them.
Now Red Was Your Color And, Of Course, Those Little People Out There Were Yours Too.
Detention, Suspension And Power Tripping "Teachers"
Feed Me Candy Flavored Lies like Priests, Nuns And Preachers
Told What To Wear And What To Think When To Piss And When To Speak
Indentured To My Dejected State,
Spiritless 5 Days A Week
Discipline, Conformity,
Walking Single File Down A Dead End Street
If It's Not Taking Me Where I Need To Be,
Fuck Education, At Least My Mind Is Free
Twelve Years Down The Drain For Me,
Useless Facts And Lies Of Your White History
If It's Not Taking Me Where I Need To Be,
Fuck Education, At Least My Mind Is Free...
