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The time to smoke...

 
 
schmee
15:20 / 27.05.03
>> the time to smoke (mp3)



it was the cusp of the new year,
on the other nite on shrooms
while shakedown street jeered,
in the non-smoking rooms

the crowd looked at us,
while the music consumed
and the vibe was a downright mess,
while a lil' negative bloomed

see, the issue was standards,
and the language was a vibe
communication was a nil,
and the whole vibe lacked of tribe

cause the lads, they knew the game
- the boys spent the time -
with the fastest hands in the room,
with the locked-down time, sublime


so the waves of very little,
came up crashing against the Wall
pressing spirits against the cold,
while the cool simply would not fall

then the highest game was had,
after the lads smoked in peace,
while the heads picked up the axe
and put the matter to the East
 
 
Sonny Winters
09:11 / 12.06.03

You said you smoked that herb to set you free, but we'll bang you up indefinitely; jail you till you're seventy for threatening our monotonous monopoly with your ecstasy and your LSD.

Haven't you heard that God is dead, and we've replaced him there instead? On clouds of beuracracy, where we can see, CCTV. Everything you thought was yours behind closed doors, no privacy.

We hope that you won't disagree with this series of absurdities that we laughingly refer to as 'Material Reality'. How dare you suggest that all's not well in our utopian citadel? You different little dissident. You insignificant infidel.
 
 
schmee
16:07 / 14.06.03
spirituality

all this stuff it happened, so very long ago
but it's like we all know it, like we saw the same damned show
several times before, and in a manner we all know
about that bloody righteousness, and the angry thoughts below

in all of our world around us, where laughter's heavan sent
and where tolerance and ignorance and hate seem mostly spent
where the clowns fill the downs of the crowns of what's for rent
leave me scratching in wonder at just what it was we meant

we interpretted the sacred books, we learned the ancient ways
we carried forth the sentiment, of those ancient, sacred days
the sentiment of righteousness, the theocracy of woes
the sentiment of what to think, while they tell us how it goes

doesn't matter how they change it, from flat world to the round
or how they rearrange it and the curious tell-all sound
of evangilism and excite-ism, where we beat and stomp the ground
in our God's fairest anger, at the latest enemy we've found

it's the social clause that binds, obliged, while they say it's just internal
separation of state it seems, but just a dream, indeed it's most external
the theocracy of one for me, but the same for you without question
is the theocracy of monogamy and the bitter jealousy of protection

and as the ends of destiny we see, cap shining sea to shining sea
and while we weigh effectively the cost of their God on you and me
so it stands with spirituality... and while evil doers plot their extremes
i do not think that word it means, what it is 'you' think it means
 
  
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