4-1, 2021 AD { #FoolsDay #ItMoved #ThingsChanged }
Eternity takes too long to get here or there, in Time and Space, that's just the way it is
You are a passenger on this trip and you have no free choice no matter how bad it looks
When the Time has come, when all hell's gonna break loose on the peace of the minions
Nobody's paying attention and sooner or later it won't matter anyways, it's Adam's sins!
Taking full responsibility for the water going under the bridge, all wound up locked in a tight fit
Around the screws and bolts of the Frankenstein culture created by the red cross witch doctors
Missing here and there in the 24 hours allotted, loose change for some morons and little fockers
They get low down and you can't see 'em comin' most of the time, point is moot, don't fight it.
Eager to cease the pains and the suffering of the poor little babies of Ra's accidental insemination
Analyzing the first and the last conception of the One leftover that neither dies nor disappears
Rock that rolls all over the Space, all of the Time with or without you, it's no original mortal sin
Just shat the smoke and fire with the Newtons and the Sagans, in a warm tub of 99 wet tears.
Supporters for the things that jocks carry while they play games that might damage the goods
Or the bads or the uglies in any case, the sun's too hot to the touch and I've lost my touch too
More or less, ways and means are what's been done in the past and may materialize the hoods
Neighbors who know each other or at least are aware of the mistaken identity, house of blues.
Got high and low to snap out of inherited stupor, comfort the innocent, can't handle the Truth
Alright to be ignorant but not OK to be a wise arse little punk from the second city's gold tooth
It all comes out in the wash yet if you don't use soap, you cannot remedy the stains or the rust
Alladin's lamp or that Red Sea genii in a bottle wanted to be rubbed into eternity's red hot fuss.
You must be kiddin' when you say it loud, that I can jump in a lake, meaning go get bent, yeah
Nothing can stop the roll of the biggest rock we assume is our Mother, the Earth, dirty gold ore
I cared before but now I want more and I don't care anymore, something moved, I killed & ate it
Boneyard leftovers for purple & blue trash that walk-about Earth in Jizz bags of DNA retardant.
In a wheelbarrow or a wheelchair, dirty bastards and innocent, common folk can be a blessed kid
By hook or by crook, the Ends arrived for all to partake in, without any free choice, we hide El Cid
A come back to Presence from the grave, playin' Robin Hood and FDR, apes givin' naked speeches
Fell in love a millions times, all of y'all too, I used to care about y'all but now Things've changed.
I am on the last train leavin' the station in the middle of the night like a bat clear out of holy hehl
It's loose now, cut it loose more or less at your own peril, can't change your mind now though, so
Get ready 'cause here come the judge of you and me, commander in chief of the arrows and bow
A poke in the skin's armor pierces through to the vital organs, it's over when it's over, I won't tell.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. April Fools' Day 1st, 2021 Anno Domini
{ Jammed while listenin' to #ThingsHaveChanged by @BobDylan on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/L9EKqQWPjyo }
Eternity takes too long to get here or there, in Time and Space, that's just the way it is
You are a passenger on this trip and you have no free choice no matter how bad it looks
When the Time has come, when all hell's gonna break loose on the peace of the minions
Nobody's paying attention and sooner or later it won't matter anyways, it's Adam's sins!
Taking full responsibility for the water going under the bridge, all wound up locked in a tight fit
Around the screws and bolts of the Frankenstein culture created by the red cross witch doctors
Missing here and there in the 24 hours allotted, loose change for some morons and little fockers
They get low down and you can't see 'em comin' most of the time, point is moot, don't fight it.
Eager to cease the pains and the suffering of the poor little babies of Ra's accidental insemination
Analyzing the first and the last conception of the One leftover that neither dies nor disappears
Rock that rolls all over the Space, all of the Time with or without you, it's no original mortal sin
Just shat the smoke and fire with the Newtons and the Sagans, in a warm tub of 99 wet tears.
Supporters for the things that jocks carry while they play games that might damage the goods
Or the bads or the uglies in any case, the sun's too hot to the touch and I've lost my touch too
More or less, ways and means are what's been done in the past and may materialize the hoods
Neighbors who know each other or at least are aware of the mistaken identity, house of blues.
Got high and low to snap out of inherited stupor, comfort the innocent, can't handle the Truth
Alright to be ignorant but not OK to be a wise arse little punk from the second city's gold tooth
It all comes out in the wash yet if you don't use soap, you cannot remedy the stains or the rust
Alladin's lamp or that Red Sea genii in a bottle wanted to be rubbed into eternity's red hot fuss.
You must be kiddin' when you say it loud, that I can jump in a lake, meaning go get bent, yeah
Nothing can stop the roll of the biggest rock we assume is our Mother, the Earth, dirty gold ore
I cared before but now I want more and I don't care anymore, something moved, I killed & ate it
Boneyard leftovers for purple & blue trash that walk-about Earth in Jizz bags of DNA retardant.
In a wheelbarrow or a wheelchair, dirty bastards and innocent, common folk can be a blessed kid
By hook or by crook, the Ends arrived for all to partake in, without any free choice, we hide El Cid
A come back to Presence from the grave, playin' Robin Hood and FDR, apes givin' naked speeches
Fell in love a millions times, all of y'all too, I used to care about y'all but now Things've changed.
I am on the last train leavin' the station in the middle of the night like a bat clear out of holy hehl
It's loose now, cut it loose more or less at your own peril, can't change your mind now though, so
Get ready 'cause here come the judge of you and me, commander in chief of the arrows and bow
A poke in the skin's armor pierces through to the vital organs, it's over when it's over, I won't tell.
by
r j j stephan, i
c. April Fools' Day 1st, 2021 Anno Domini
{ Jammed while listenin' to #ThingsHaveChanged by @BobDylan on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/L9EKqQWPjyo }
FINIS
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