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flint and steel, charcoal, saltpeter and sulfur Know my way around this wooded ground no other white man's discovered I'm a long hunter I cook my deer in
and stammered, would I feel like staying We fell to our knees, feverishly praying the salt in the salt-peter seemed to be saying Be brave, be brave. I
get her out of my bed Should've mainlined saltpeter instead My vices have voted, her ass duly noted Can't kick her out of my bed Hold on, maybe
bed Should've mainlined saltpeter instead My vices have voted, her ass duly noted Can't get her out of my bed Hold on, maybe this girl is alright
Metaphysically sparkin in psyche when mic's in my face Compile salt-peter to blow up the place A striver, I'm the MacGyver of the black race The unforgettable
from the teachers? Our own society underneath the bleachers We were dreamers The smell of saltpeter, sulfur and charcoal We had the spark we wanted
Charcoal, saltpeter, and sulfur up in the tincture Grind the black powder in the mortar with a pestle And pack the black magic in the belly of the vessel
Peter Piper picked a fight with Parker Peter oh yeah Saltpeter peter buck peter pumpkin eater oh yeah Pumpkin head Peter, alone in the cedars, away
like dung / You can soak it in vinegar / Try burning saltpeter / You can wish the stink away / But you'll still here Barere say... copyright 2020 Eric
twisting perplexity Create this creature because I can Iron, gold, copper, saltpeter So much to place, so much to grow Such a skein of snarled encumbrance
descend the abandoned Saltpeter warehouse Santa Fe Better everyday Filling up adobe with my desert children Rio Grande Dogs like getting wet Yard of metal
I dreamt in fire And long for that beyond fire And saltpeter and prisms I don't want to look back anymore Into the Tennessee clay Dragging Canoe
Owning the means Saltpeter Vinegar Taming the Greens All these things They can't CHANGE what's been All these things All these things Trip me at the lace
glæde i et univers hvor vandall udeblev og de undgik mit kaos lad os være os selv bedre hvis du slår dig selv ihjel bæl saltpeter og lad guderne te sig
to console frail mankind in its sufferings Taught us to mix sulphur and saltpeter, O Satan, take pity on my long misery! You who put your mark, O subtle
pass me the saltpeter Like a sailor on shore leave Like a recent parolee I want to date her but first bathe her She always eating echinacea On her
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