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The War-on-Drugs is a total lie
We've got millions of federal prisoners for for pot

Sunday school for the avenues

And, And, And by the way

All Through the Night

Andy Williams

Days of Wine and Roses/In the Arms of Love

2001

Tony's Beach Saloon rocked with an old time tune

We'd sing a song the whole night long and I can still recall
Those were the greatest
(Those were

to
The stage, right now, The very illustrious
(This might be all night) 
My man William Bodega

I'm an outer comp like an ET
Who holds weight like snitches

stay with me

Cause I need you
I'll treat you right
Come with me baby
Be mine tonight

Pretty woman don't walk on by
Pretty woman don't make me cry

Just you and me alone 
I confided in you by my side
When'd I suddenly feel so alone
Oh those late nights
All those late nights 
Oh those late nights 
Now

A Little Uncanny

Conor Oberst

Ruminations

those Russian authors through and through

I miss Christopher Hitchens
I miss Oliver Sacks
I miss poor Robin Williams
I miss Sylvia Plath
Every

those Russian authors through and through

I miss Christopher Hitchens
I miss Oliver Sacks
I miss poor Robin Williams
I miss Sylvia Plath
Every

Code corrupted deep within this room
It watches with its eyes
The killer mastermind will seal your doom
And catch you by surprise

The man behind

off those who swore by the samurai sword
Motherfucker I take your head off
And now a headless corpse is all that is left
But when I go I hope I die with

that was caused and all the problems that had occurred
I got those demons in my head
The ones I want gone
The ones I want dead
The ones I wanna hide
By

of William Dafoe
I picked some trilliums and rose from the hills with all the stones
They filled me with cortisol you are my drug
Passion and my love
Castin'

club night, I'm gettin my rub right
Don't you hate when cats spoil it by havin a club fight?
But that's alright, one cat don't stop no show
Bouncers, do

Think Twice

Shades of Culture

Mindstate

1998

the late-night or afternoon rhymes 
In the daytime it's never playtime 
I creep up on your village or sector 
Change your vector, your angle 
The complex rap

Switching on those lanes
Yeah I hear you come often, your a lame
I hope it doesn't take that much away
From the fact that you've been holding all

at this time
In the past, as I recollect, Augusta, Georgia
The nomination of Supreme Court Jesters
To head off the tapes
William Calley's Executive

What It Is

Pharoahe Monch

Desire

2007

This is ain't that, I'm not them
These ain't those rhymes, I'm not him

This is more like cocaine all night
Shine like the new five halogen fog

of the night, weeping
They said, O our father, we went racing with one another,
And left Joseph by our belongings and a wolf devoured him
But you will never

All those times, I still remember
When shit really felt together
Now my heart is cold, December
Yours is still warm, September
I feel like Hank

[Baptist Rev. Saul S. Williams (Saul's father) 1999:]

I just want to talk about a good father.
Now, coming from me, if you where to personally
look

Both fucked the same bitch, just not the same night
You just took her phone number
I just took her home with a-
'Nother bitch, menage
Boomerang,

somebody call 
Stand fast me boys we’ll save you one and all

With grateful eyes we stared into the night
I must admit it was a wondrous sight
The Kingstown

One of those nights 
One of those nights 
One of those nights out 
When I'm falling asleep
As I'm seeing the sun come up 
One of those nights out 

Black Market

Black Market Militia

The Black Market Militia

2005

the sands of time, stampeded by a million broncos
Through the congo, beneath the cosmos, Priest the 5th apostle
I'm like Picasso, I paint a hot flow,

Like William McKinley

Al Stewart

Sparks of Ancient Light

I got a letter; it came in the mail today
I saw by the stamp it was written an ocean away
No need to open it, I know what it must say
I?ll just go