Easy/Lucky/Free

Dec 31, 2005 03:34

did it all get real, i guess it's real enough,
they got refrigerators full of blood.
another century spent pointing guns
at anything that moves.
sometimes i worry that i've lost the plot,
my twitching muscles tease my flippant thoughts.
i never really dreamed of heaven much,
until we put him in the ground.
but it's all i'm doing now,
listening for patterns in the sound
of an endless static sea.
but once the satellite's deceased,
it blows like garbage through the streets
of the night sky to infinity.
but don't you weep, (don't you weep for them)
there is nothing as lucky,
don't you weep,
there is nothing as lucky, as easy, and free.

don't be a criminal in this police state,
you better shop and eat and procreate.
you got vacation days then you might escape
to a condo on the coast.
i set my watch to the atomic clock,
i hear the crowd count down 'til the bomb gets dropped.
i always figured that there'd be time enough,
i never let it get me down.
but i can't help it now,
looking for faces in the clouds.
i got some friends i barely see,
but we're all planning to meet.
we'll lay in bags as dead as leaves,
all together for eternity.
but don't you weep,
there is no one as lucky.
honey, don't you weep
there is nothing as lucky, as easy, or free.
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