[can you say...]
i cannot change what
has
been done; the past isnt
important
right?
so why does my
blood
boil?
why am i swelling
with
rage?
i'd like to go down and
bash some teeth in
with my trusty floor-jack
bar of steal.
next is the signature
the knee-cap must go
yeah
i'm playing golf with it buddy
FORE!
i'd love to see a trend
develop here
people
all those who
are
the inexcusable
will be known for the very
noticable
limp
from the lack of a
right knee

[ most especially today ]
oh my god!
these fuck-nut, dim-wit, goddamn yuppie shits!
driving around like maniacs
with kids!
SUV's like bullets in the storm
dodging the red-lights
with cell-phone side-arm
i honk at you, bitch
yeah, im talking to you!
you're husband is fucking his secretary!
he's a commission only martgage loan officer!
he's sold off your kids education
for a tax break and some blow!
GODDAMN!!!
goddamn you for making me this angry!

[pfff!]
i power out this shit
so
why cant i make
a dime
why isnt some
money-bag producers
calling me
saying to me
we love what you do
we love who you are
we want to exploit you
put your face on a hundred dollar bill
why?
because fat-cat money-men
handle the less aware
they're scared of me
they know i'd laugh in their faces
all the way to the bank