Calling all ghosts
Calling all ghosts
Bawse-man is pissed
It’s time to compose…

For Christ’s sake!
We cannot look bad
Best dust off the mic(s)
And murder this man!

Just torch that fucking bitch
Turn his home into ash
If lucky we’ll watch
A burning man dance

Then sift through charred rubble
Mix dirt with remains
Leave it that way
Pray that it rains
’til nothing is seen–
Erased from the past
Like our fingerprints off of
Those red cans of gas

Then wait…

Smell the smolder
Like roses in bloom
Money well spent
For a dusty perfume


Finally, do 2 things
(Before reseeding blue grass):

We must dustbust this wasteland
& restrict highway access–

In order to cover
Both asses & tracks


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