General Figment of the USS Imagination by United Nations
Run from the sun
Worship all the disasters
Give yourself up to be
A sacrifice to the concept of belief.
Plagues of frogs raining down.
Rivers run red, rivers run dry.
But it's a lie and a fraud and it's coming from his mouth:
It's coming down. It's coming down.
He's comatose, eyes half closed,
He's the great white hope and he's selling you a lie.
It's a prefect day, a perfect day.
But he's comatose, eyes half closed,
He's the great white hope and he's selling you a lie
Worship all the disasters
Give yourself up to be
A sacrifice to the concept of belief.
Plagues of frogs raining down.
Rivers run red, rivers run dry.
But it's a lie and a fraud and it's coming from his mouth:
It's coming down. It's coming down.
He's comatose, eyes half closed,
He's the great white hope and he's selling you a lie.
It's a prefect day, a perfect day.
But he's comatose, eyes half closed,
He's the great white hope and he's selling you a lie


2 Comments:
Ani!
So articulate!
you must teach me how to write reality in poetry!
Haha! This is a song either way :P
And me teach you? No Way!
You teach me.
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