Michael The Angel

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Michael the Angel, had such good intentions

He was tarred and feathered for his independence

Give me cloak and dagger, give no early warning

Give me smoke and mirror, give me want and yearning

As I was walking out the door, I thought of something to say

But I really wasn't sure, that I was going away

I am not smiling anymore, and I need something to blame

As I was walking out the door

John the Baptist, drinking holy water

Left me cloaked in ratshit, rotting fruit and laughter

Give me hurt and bother, give me dissatisfaction

Give me old and doddered, give me broke in traction

As I was walking out the door, I thought of something to say

But I really wasn't sure, that I was going away

I am not smiling anymore, and I need something to blame

As I was walking out the door

Oh spawn of Satan, in the church donation

Tell me, take no cover in my penetration

Give me neglected, give me lost and searching

Give me crushed and splintered, give me charred and burning

Give me racist bigot, give me unrepentant

Give me stoic ancient with a cruel judgement

Michael the Angel, had such good intentions

He was tarred and feathered for his independence

As I was walking out the door, I thought of something to say

But I really wasn't sure, that I was going away

I am not smiling anymore, and I need something to blame

As I was walking out the door

Over The Hill

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Over the hill

Down on the south side

Mouth smile, eyes shut, begin to lie

Keep still

Keep satisfied

Tongue moves to keep me deep inside

Under cover, oh the choices, the voices, we discovered

Sweat the summer, see the changes, the strangers that we suffered

Mind the till

Just keep me hogtied

Make sure to keep me well defined

Brother kill

Brother get fried

Electrocute, to execute his mind

Under covers, oh the choices, the voices, we discovered

Sweat the summer, see the changes, the strangers that we suffered

Another girl

Another tongue tie

What rhymes with crime, apart from time

Blood spill

Blood gets dry

Blood stains the things for which I pine

Under covers, oh the choices, we discovered

Sweat the summer, oh the changes, that we suffered

Some to lead, some to follow

Some of substance, others hollow

Let us grieve, give us sorrow

For the careless, for what follow

Let me scream, take the gallows

Storm the castle, torch the meadows

Let me scream, choke and swallow

Bloat and purple, lose my shadow

Over the hill, down on the south side

Mouth smile, eyes shut, begin to lie

How Do You Sleep?

Or in the words of John Lennon - "How Do You Sleep Ya C*$%?"

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