Rising Hegemon
(Photo by Jose Luis Magana, AP)
Run Like Hell.
You better make your face up in
Your favorite disguise
With your button down lips
And your roller blind eyes
With your empty smile
And your hungry heart
Feel the bile rising from your guilty past
With your nerves in tatters
As the cockle shell shatters
And the hammers butter
Down your door
You better run
You better run all day
And run all night
(“Run Like Hell”, lyrics by Roger Waters, The Wall)
5 comments:
i really hope the weather sucks.
ppoo
if beck makes you throw up a little in your mouth, redirecting that negative energy to a good cause helps to relieve the nausea.
donate to keith's new orleans two day free clinic.
or to help pakistan flood victims, text message unicef at 864-233, keyword "floods" to send $10.
Or go there and protest their terrorist tactics.
vox
I hate getting hammer butter dripping all down my door.
i hear fux doesn't have it on live. i assume they need to leni refenstahl it for prime time.
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