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Cynical Baby Downtown

"Soothing voices are announcing, cynical baby downtown, another suppression of hope, a day of compulsory dancing, cynical baby downtown, and subliminal sex, guns and dope. The mistress of rude assumptions, cynical baby downtown, is trying to give us a clue, displaying the bodily functions, cynical baby downtown, of what I might mean to you. Old men are showing photographs, cynical baby downtown, of some of the targets we hit; I guess the animal that laughs, cynical baby downtown, has had a testosterone fit. And the party went ballistic, cynical baby downtown, but no one was to blame; it was your explosive lipstick, cynical baby downtown, that had just spoken my name."

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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