desperate spells cast folly fascists want more
hypnotize hoodwink school of blind lore
buckle up peeps present end darkest age
curtain call seems like we've played on this stage
reason why traumatize beginning at birth
you bravest of souls resent clean up the dearth
I've worked rather hard keeping this vessel tidy
hauling spring water since daze Obama Romney
hide and seek drug and pollution free food
trust not what's sold poisoned slop sugar duped
when body is clean gut sniffs out the lies
holy shit mountain remember breath while you climb
magic in words always spin to the good
reality malleable empower tribe overstood
army of gardeners plant seeds grow time golden
true witness sober eyes never fear broken.
Day Gun
Thank you Satan for your service
devil is a dirty job
but sure as hell you've owned it.
A God forsaken task
testing humans and their souls
Earth realm reveals
who wills repeat and who has grown.
So thorough your corruption
every institution be damned
too bad party's over
evil plays roll in evolutionary plan.
As sky clock ticks on
and darkest age nears the end
careful where you build belief
self responsibility our only foundation.
Day Gun
Dearest Whitey
reflected flickering street light woke me signaling first arrival
false morning I hardly care since cold clean air is here
many avoidance sissies evacuate south and west
a seasonal disrespect
not me, old man winter
your chilly touch suits only inner seekers
seeing your hell bent breath keep out some riffraff
along with killing neighborhood lawn mower noise
I daydream of sabotaging fat asses riding motorized sledding toys
watch me gracefully ski by
while rhythmically pulling your arm out the socket
wonder why she just won't fire bottle of booze hidden pocket
heed this warning it may sound stark
winter is for quiet healing and wolves own all trails
when lost after dark.
Day Gun
Mission control to major blondes
this realm designed to teach us
right and wrong
that was then this is now
age of Pisces sleepy time ruled by clowns
star seeds awaken stop the waste
Aquarian children unruly about face
don't get lost in propaganda mosh pit
conduct your own damn conduct concert
play Christmas time and find the gift
in every single experience
what matters not gross matter
climb silver threaded spiritual ladders
find Source within and without
see your conditioned cage
now break out.
Day Gun
So nice of you
to come out the closet
even laundered money needs air
virus mania creates profit
we were worried about you
suffocating from bullshit breath
with so many masks on
must be hard finding true rest
are you a cardboard cutout
or demon spawn
you play the role well
as if protecting investments is all
what do you really care about
congrats on sexiest man
how long til' masses scream
off with his head.
Day Gun
Free agents seek like mental patients
many holy boats adrift at sea
why do we believe those propped up
in corruption thick society
when was your last trip to the dump
notice any stench fumes or funk
this smell our rotting rotten world
taste see touch hell
what lies behind the lies we hide
plain sight pretend it isn't night
can you picture paint brighter way
one conscious of Nature's harmony
tough to get dirty work done
hangin' there on fence line
the choice is simple daughters sons
host devils or channel The Divine.
Day Gun
