the chrysalis
broken drought
silent rebellion
ghosts of the living
atom to the planet
girl called novella
superhumane


square gods and star spangled sitcoms

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welcome to the whitehouse on network ninety three
bush is in the box to give iraq the third degree (now surf)
in this land of microwaves, shrink-wrapped for prime time
the future miss america has become a kind of corporate crime
she got the smile an’ the way of her lips to the curvatures of form
sucking on suspense like innocence, she's raspberry to the swarm
where star spangled sitcom stars are worshipped as square gods
like pre-packaged hamburgers consumed from polystyrene pods

yes, they're thawing out the cold war, throwing out their nuclear bombs
yet still they have a weapon: the star spangled sitcoms

well, there's no more cash or ratings war for reverend jimmy b
he was a kingdom come comedian, though he never meant to be
now perhaps he'll become a quiz show host to pay for all his sins
as miss america plays her war games to the gold teeth of his grin
she got the lips an’ the sway of her hips to the curvatures o' form
sucking on suspense like innocence, she's raspberry to the swarm
in the shake 'n' make of microwaves she's bursting at the seams
as he thinks of what he has not got and whips it up like cream...

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yes, they're thawing out the ©old war, throwing up their nuclear bombs
yet still they have a weapon: the square gods...

and the star...

spangled sitcoms

(now) to this great southern land thesex miss americas are sent
she is a drug to an army of thugs, a blonde bombshell, heaven rent
yes, our land's become a dumping ground for eye-pop-ping pollution
b-grade comedies of third world wars with strange sexual solutions
sucking in suspense like decadence, she’s raspberry to this swarm
she got the sway ‘n' sugar in her mouth, oh her curvatures of form

o’, my star...

yes, the land of milk and honey in the land of guns and bullets
yes, the land of milk and honey is the land of guns and bullets
yes, the land of guns and honey is the land of milk and bullets
yes, the land of guns and honey in the land of milk and bullets

yes, yes

yes

end transmission

welcome to the whitehouse on network ninety three
bush2 is sending metal birds to give iraq the fourth degree
as he thinks of what he has not got and has it in his dreams
(surf) miss ameri©a on closed circuit as far as the eye can see
sucking on defense lick’n decadence, she’s raspberry to the swarm
she got the lips n’ sugar on her hips, o’ the curvatures she forms
butt in the shake ’n’ bake of cyberspace no-one hears her scream
down to earth with all the satellites that telecast these dreams

o’ my stars and garters…

of the star…

the star spangled sexcom


she’s dyed his mind in her flavour, raspberry to the swarm




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