a poor blind excuse

rubber joy lululu
abite within a smile
somewhere in the blu
oh pie of genocide

sad sad papilot
get out that moisty hole
please leave that deep deep blue
it aint for me & it aint for you

frogs mosquitos sorceress
WE OUGHT TO KIDNAP THE TRUTH

ill keep up living with insecticide and lament
yo die at the end to burried songs of passion and lost
to be wrapped in alusafoil
and see who really cares, besides you.

retarded and gurús

this deja vu is becoming the loop of our youth