PAINT IT RED (& BLACK)

Jul 23, 2010 02:18

PAINT IT RED (& BLACK)
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PAINT IT RED (& BLACK)
(Tune: 'Paint It Black' (Rolling Stones) with spoken extensions)

I see the White House & I want to paint it Red
Rabbi Jesus whispers to me: 'Besser Red zan Dead.'
I see the Kremlin & I'm gonna paint it black
Clinton's toasting Yeltsin: 'Zdrovye Bourgeois Hack!'

I spoke to Tolstoy: 'Emma Goldman's coming back!'
He sat there writing on a shard of red & black
Black & Red. Coming back!
Red & Black. They're comin' back!

The homeless Alien morphs to Newt's Sonovabitch
The Species (social) Being's served up: dessert for the rich
The Lions of Reason strobe the deep grave of yr dream
The Lamb of Love hides in the Caves of Academe

I hear the students as they wonder what comes next
They're forced to take the test but do not have the text
They wander thru the World Wide Internet
They still believe they'll find the Finland Station yet!
(in St. Petersberg where Lenin entered Russia in 1917)

I heard Mohr (Marx) & General (Engels) laughing in their Hell
They said Bakunyin had a funny tale to tell
'Anarcho Pacifist Bolshelvism never had its chance!'
Perhaps we could invite St. Francis to the dance? And hey St Paul & Jacob Frank!
(18th Cent PolJewCath pansexual Messiah)
YOWZAH!

I see the White House & I want to paint it Red
Willy Reich is shouting at me: 'Better Bed than Dead!'
Now Billy's roasting Yelstin: 'So long Bourgeois Flack!'
I spy the Kremlin Hey we're gonna take it back!
RED & BLACK
GET IT BACK
RED & BLACK
WE'RE COMING BACK
RED & BLACK
RED & BLACK
RED & BLACK

BECAUSE THE STATE
(tune: chorus of "Because the Night (Belong to Lovers)"
by Patti Smith & Bruce Springsteen)

Because the state belongs to fuckers
Because the state belongs to them
Alpha primate otherfuckers
Wasps in the edenic glen

& because the state was made by fuckers
Because the state was made for them
Pleasure-hating motherfuckers
Lover-baiting sons a guns

And the state holds monopoly of force
"Cop killers" also mean "cops who kill"
& tho the idea is somewhat coarse
Wilheim Reich might hold: "That's a sexual thrill"

& because the state seducts us early
From 3 years on to postgrad docs:
Because the state educts us early
Dripdries our brains, hangs 'em out like sox

& because the state thrives with armies
Protects its properties thru blacks & blues
Soldier boys are never called "murderers"
But what the hell is what they do?

& soon no doubt when we're alone
The govt'll tape your cunt & my bone
The state is a devil disguised as God
That throws its laws like a lightening rod

& this "executive committee of the ruling class"
Shoves its media up our ass
Will the evil of two lessers set you free?
Now the question's: "To be internet or be TV?"

But because the state belongs to fuhrers
Because the state kills us for fun
Because the state belongs to furors
Because the state thinks only with the gun

& because the state belongs to fuckers
Because the state belongs to them
Gotta underthrow them motherfuckers
To return us to our edenic glen

O because the state belongs to fuckers
Because the state belongs to them
Oh we'll have to change them all to lovers
& we'll have to try & start again
Yeah we'll have to change us all to lovers
Oh we'll have to try to begin again....

OY!

GREAT MOMENTS IN THE HISTORY OF CAPITALISM
URANUS
(to the tune of AQUARIUS from 'Hair')
This song is dedicated to the Passers of the Welfare Reform Bill

When the Pricks are in the Clintrich House
And Congressmen are paged with bribes
Then Idiots will damn our destiny
And Shits will ruin our lives

This is the dawning of the Age of Uranus
The Age of Uranus
Uranus, Uranus

Conspiracy and underhandling
Media control astounding
Circuses with bread omission
Downsize lives without contrition

Uranus, Uranus

Now the Ghouls are in the Masters House
And Murderers kill us en masse
Now the Rule they Rule the Planet
And wipeout the Underclass

This is the Sundown of the Age of Uranus
The Age of Uranus
Uranus, Uranus

Let the Moonshine
Let the Moonshine
Let the Moonshine
Let the Moonshine in!

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