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this is only a test (the tornado)

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  • 2009.05.26
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Hara-kiri kids come kill yourselves Slice your throats and spurt the blood Paint a wall cloud weather cell A vortex of self Put your tongue in the mouth of the old funnel cloud, adel I have become pregnant with myself Bloated bellies distended out like corpses sweat and swell We fucked ourselves We let our thighs fall to each side of the cyclone they sell And there will be no pie graphs or charts to speak of No slogans for the repeating No silver bullet was shot No hand over heart, no X marks the spot No catchphrase for stars a feignin' No big letter writing campaign No fanfare fills up the room No interviews, no big kaboom The fruit is falling 'cause the tree is rotting, my dear You were a good mare for the state But you're no longer needed here Go back to your coup So I can chop off my head as an act of contrition for you I sleep in my clothes, 'cause nobody knows When the shit goes down, we're gonna turn this thing around I'll keep tying my shoes, 'cause there's no telling when you... everybody now! We're gonna turn this thing around I sleep in my clothes, 'cause nobody knows If it will touch down, we're gonna turn this thing around I'll keep tying my shoes, 'cause there's no telling when you... everybody now!!! Everybody now!!! The whistling, winding trees, the boiling of the seas We know what you are The hum of coming trains, the connection we can't maintain We know what you are, we know what you are

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