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2004-02-15 - 12:35 p.m.

Didn't mean to bring your mood down

I know you were high on boom town

the place that culminates in curdled cultural clout

a face which dominates all those who lust without

all the nuances your societal sureties could surmount

a virtual pot pourri of selective preferences that you can't live without

as the traffic clogs the arteries of the inbound round-about

but there's a trend beneath the grassroots of your static

and you have to understand it's automatic

it's not a thing you have to try and make believe

it's not a thing you have to mentally conceive

it's more like something otherworldly yet organic

a subtle vibe that soothes unfurledly in your panic

as you contemplate the meaning of it all

and another sundial shadow starts to fall

so erosion lingers on in halls of Pharoahs

and the potion causes lapse and broken arrows

hard hearted cold indifference to the love

that subtle voice of reason from above

sweetly serenading man's free will to choose

softly weeping when it means he has to lose

one more champ of human causes

two for legal loophole clauses,

lame excuses for rejection of it all

as one more sun dial shadow starts to fall

but technology has birthed a brand new day

at least that's what the architects all say

building new improved productions with a view

on this all encompass-city around you

this counter culture curds and whey you spew

attempting to break free of those before

who couldn't make it through the vaulted door

the entrance to the exit from the hall

as one more sundial shadow starts to fall

as one more worthwhile showdown takes its toll

as new regimes totalitarian extol

the greater virtues of their brand of mind control

to guide the unassuming and patrol

all lucrative investments in the tide

arising from the harvest of our pride

a smorgasborg of functions coincide

a self-imposed injunction on the side

lulled into a false sex purity

married to on-call security

a drive-in love mentality

a golf course of gentility

FORE gone conclusions and their polls

score on confusions in their holes

and where the hell was Montalban

when all the single girls have gone

so tragically to follow piper's pie?

was that fantasia's island song?

one love for life, a tale gone wrong?

poly-amorously all failed and lived a lie?

Sex and the City makes me ill

by now the seas have had their fill

of undisgested contraceptive pills

fossils driving westward for the hills

as the gold rush leaves no children and no wills

blame it on the rolling stones and pay the bills

and the only hope for future non-distortion

is the embryo escaping lab abortion

and life mutated sponsorship condones

the sub atomic particles and drones

a harvesting of tissues, organs, bones

and somehow freak you out of the unknown

a credence which still comes unto its own

and programmatically detects your twilight zone

as one more sundial shadow starts to fall

and neo-classic culture curdles all

who fail to hear the one true lover's call

and bread and fish are multiplied to all

as warm and cleansing waves at once installed

issue salvation's sequence to the core

and shows the evil virus to the door

and brings about a monitoring watch

that governs mind and body, heart and crotch

and keeps you on the straight and narrow path

with an ever present mercy from the wrath

that befalls the ones outside of this passover

and till next time this raz-ma-taz is over

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