#WomanDontKnowMeMan #TimesSpaceChangedThings #LastTrainLeftTheStation

 

DON'T CARE ABOUT IT, FORGET ABOUT IT, SLAPSHOT GOLD'S DARKNESS
Locked into the combination of zero, eternity to the right, 7 to the left, zero to the right & again
Water and garbage under the bridge and it doesn't get any easier, snip & cuttin' my clear as-skin
Mortal or venial, original or just against humanity, the Ends are identical, smoke a silkworm bud
Nothing to contain the blood and bones, mind and brain won't work, ain't no survivin' eatin' cud.

It's complicated when you accidentally hurt another human being, they ain't no sick, nutty dog
You don't get to terminate the living unless you get permission from the power that is all agog
Government of the people, by the people and for the people saves the genome for coded copy
Alienware movin' the dots in the matrix from the chaos to the order of things, abused and free.

Ape my words, copycat the whole shebang and you'll see Nothing more clearly, for a second
Then it's all over, bright lights clear the pathway and the mothers of the inventions roll a One
Smoked and swallowed deep down into the lungs where the blood brings bang to the brains
Come and go as you please, in and out of the dream's reality and fantasy, it's all the refrains.

Repeat ad infinitum, cause and effect of the last effect is the one missing from an assassin's eye
It's the zero, absent without leave, clues leading to the solution that's an incomprehensible lie
Mothers and fathers told us not to come after they got us here the same way, it's complicated
Timing is everything, we moved from the rest and now, the unknown is known, we're all dead!

Treasure of gems, words and the wastewater left over by the piste recyclers of H2O, tons of guns
Bullets from revolvers or .45's without serial numbers, .38's from daddy's sock drawer, my funds
All I needed to go from the start to finish without being jinxed, I am a monster y'all 're afraid of
I'm all in your mind, hard to believe the assassin was inside of me since day One, Gold's the dove.

So, this piece of lead used to be the fool's gold in the 1860's, blamed murder on me, gallows seen
Undertaken to solid ground, wrapped in cheesecloth, stinkin' like dead matter, heavenly flim flam
Monkeys everywhere, eating & defecating it all, time after time, it is after all, all about me, I am
Suns and stars of animated carbon, oxygen and nitrogen blowing their cookies into a smithereen.

Last plane & train left the station, you and I are here and now, locked in tight, out of range again
Recycle the light, sound, grapevines and Mary's weed burned the whole shebang, I Am a-changin'
Quickly pass the puck to the forward, slapshot in the net, from man to empty casket flimflam, son
Spinner we are, wobblin' ecliptically, caged in revolution, moonshine GOLD, assassin's One, Done!

by
r j j  stephan, i
c.  Friday, April 2nd, 2021 Anno Domini @ 4:11 AMPST
{  Drafted the moment that Hell broke loose the fire and brimstone, lecture the preachers & listen carefully to @BobDylan #Jitterbugraggin' to #ThingsHaveChanged #TimesAreStrange #ImOutOfRange on youTube link @ https://youtu.be/L9EKqQWPjyo }
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