2004-07-09 - good n evil
hear this song I sing
let the bell peal ring
touch not the unclean thing
or it could burn and sting
the flesh to which you cling
infection's all you'll bring
.
fly on this healing wing
let all creation's king
consume your offering
shalom your profiting
quell all your struggling
relinquish smuggling
.
biology has brought you
somatic rythyms taught you
psychology - it bought you
before you only thought you
a little off your rocker
it shouldn't be a shocker
to find you're in the fall
of psycho-balderall
you tried to trust a sponsor
but got the same response. er...
by now you've gotta know
where you are is where you go
it shouldn't take a shrink
to tell you what to think
but you're up in the head
your spirit-man is dead
he's fallen in the mix
the good and evil fix
you tried to walk the line
you're balanced but you're blind
to what the cure could be
and sometimes you can't see
which sympathies are needed
your oil-light isn't heeded
your lubricant's depleted
your purpose is defeated
you stood up to be seated
so listen I'll repeat it
you've fallen in the mix
the good and evil fix
the precious oil's abated
you really should've waited
but you were aggravated
by issues unrelated
there's no excuse for sin
this quandry that you're in
becomes the ruination
of everyone's train station
this flesh to which you cling
it fades into nothing
and decomposed to dust
it has no choice but trust
it breaks it down in death
for voilition's breath
has sighed and its last gasp
ascends beyond the grasp
of momentary woes
and houses which foreclose
and cheese between your toes
and boogers up your nose
I think the time is now
for you to find out how
your spirit can be free
I wouldn't lie, trusssst me
I understand your pause
so burdened by those laws
but this is free and clear
you'll never have to fear
you'll find your purpose here
you'll have a family near
a people of the light
who overcome the plight
of balanced wrong and right
and find their great delight
in one victorious fight
the champion laid down
he wore that thorny crown
and he became the bait
to draw the fallen hate
and bore the evil curse
let me repeat the verse
we fell into the mix
the good and evil fix
he had to become one
until the time was done
with every vile disease
transgressions which displease
abusers, pedaphiles,
hell yawns for what defiles,
all these unclean things fell
into this pristine well
upon this perfect cell
this seed planted in hell
and guess what happened next
the story in context
will set your spirit free
you'll never have to be
down fallen in the mix
the good and evil fix
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