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Prayer for my Insanity
OKcomputer

The lamb basker, Jesus, ribbon hair
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landscape beard. Here he comes
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through the cornfield, blessing each of the workers
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who sleep in the grain storm.
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Jesus bless you, bless you for your
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brown clothes and dark skin, actually:
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outcast, professor, come share with me.
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Low-down Jesus, in a cardboard box in an alleyway.
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serving stale bread to the cats.
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Here's judas cat, who screams and moans
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for the cops to come and take away his joints.
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Citizen guns run through the dark with smoke trails
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kicking around the genius in the dumpster.
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Good man, my mortal lord, be in my jewelry.
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Come ye to my breasts, gentle soul.
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With fat pounding hammers were we carved,
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Brains live inside of flesh suits, we live inside brains.
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Feel my hands, tongue to my fingertips.
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I will be an animal for you.
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5 Aug 08

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