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Thought Industry - Songs For Insects lyrics

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I sing poems of rebellion. Lax russet lips lavish<br />

Scabrous empathy. Without rights I kowtow. A silly<br />

Carcass burrowing forward. This reads terms of vast<br />

Cosmos for Tianamen Square, or felt dampness in meat.<br />

I crave iced pavement to clot my languid flesh. Without<br />

Rights I blunder. A bloated child lost in a flaccid smile.<br />

Mold and silk ripple the womb. Congested slams of<br />

Beijing. Suckle chunk water surviving rusty plumbing.<br />

Paint chips and fades the wormholed face of Mao<br />

Zedong. Insects tremble at the coming of the Year of the<br />

Cockroach.<br />

Visage with backwards eyes could be Sun-Yet-Sen. A<br />

Friend armed with nails to help me torch the flag.<br />

"Leader, your steps I adore. I'll fight along since you<br />

Stand for me. I have surrendered to life's enchantment, a<br />

Voluptuous passing dream." <br />

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"Carnage?, peeped the Fly. His wings glide with<br />

Sweat. Lick her foot. Consume it slowly. Blood is what I<br />

Need. Raped her squirming cute face sobbing. I'm the<br />

Cockroach King. When is wrong all right? We'll banter in<br />

The cupboards. Meditate. Use Zen under the plates.<br />

Father I am. I'm you, but I've found I'm you as lethe.<br />

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Sable Saliva paints a plethora of Lindens with rugose<br />

Branches and molted angst torsos.<br />

"Don't cry my baby brother. A martyr I was made.<br />

When the tanks just roll me over, remember where your<br />

Loyalties remain.<br />

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Thighs held tense and wet deserve salacious care.<br />

Risque' like death I maim guests slowly. Love is all I<br />

Need. A fat bombast stripped leitmotif for the Cockroach<br />

King. A ruffian to trust? Like what kissing preludes. What<br />

Rigmarole poets elude. Father I am. I'm you, but I've<br />

Found I'm you; a swain.<br />

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The pariah's gone. Extirpated. Let's burn His house.<br />

Holy water drink it slowly. Where's the police tonight?<br />

Stumbling down here. Here the police will die. City<br />

Water vomits harshly. Love spinning round. Flailing.<br />

Bloody water washes hardly. Sauterne, parched I suck.<br />

Blotter. Sweat and water tastes too salty now.<br />

Lepidoptera. One billion strong. Twenty miles wide<br />

To kill one man.<br />

No time to use with morals to loose. To choose.<br />

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Dabble dandy sulfur daisy eye. My eye. Debatable<br />

Flummery. Me free. Lilliputian ego. A rayon vest, a<br />

Smooth chest. No complications. No compendium.<br />

Sangfroid. I disencumber with equilibrium. A drunkard. I am. I'm you, but I've found I'm you as dawn.

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