Beer good...

[monsanto]

Somewhere beyond the holly berries,
Beyond the Sun faded brick stores
With the heroin shooters out back,
Where nothing ever goes wrong,

There is a place where the dreams are all dreamt
And the love is all lost,
Where angels are too close to heaven
And teenagers are too close to home;

There is a place without laughter and tears,
Without morals and rules and lies,
In a meshing of bone and concrete,
And ice and breath and air;

There is a place where the paint runs freely
Down the wall of existence all around us;

And I'm sitting here, expressionless,
Not giving a fuck who died,
Ignoring all the bitching
And wishing I could find
Just one other figment of my assassination
That is this content with it all
To make living this goddam easy for themselves.

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