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It's more than roses are red and violets are blue, it's the end of theworld in a turn of the screw. The furnace is hotter or maybe it's blotter,hypnotic, narcotic I swim underwater. Breathin' and pulsin' I look sorepulsive a dog paddin', thrashin', obsessive compulsive. Rippin' outhairs eatin' rodents fer meat and these scales keep growin' on myhands and my feet.
Whirlin' and twirlin' and swirlin' in soup being stirred by a spoon, I'ma dupe in the goop, and I float like a turd on the wings of a bird, it's
WORLD WAR IX in 3/4 time, it's WORLD WAR X again and again andit's WORLD WAR XI and I'm going to heaven...WORLD WAR XII every man for himself, it's WORLD WAR XIII in theworld war machine, it's WORLD WAR XX change the channels nowhoney this just isn't funny anymore. But it's on every station in thenation today, it's a shish-kabob shishka terra-firma flambe...
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