everybody’s just suck’n on the drying
nipple of everybody else’s be’n scared 
so making’it be’n just like all us all
here do’n is just romance’n the dance’n

the ruse’n ruse of free falling
(there’s always something in the way)

embalming legislationing in marbled dens
raffling cud chew’ns for suburban moles
incarcerating in stalls nick-named malls
 by cling’n on like this aint nothing but dance’n!
braided hair doos and mosaic coiffures
tennis shoe blues and ivy covered walls
digesting in the jaws of bespoken protocols
 by cling’n on like this aint nothing but dance’n!
dented beer canned packs hunting in squalls
spit’n chewd tobacco on lonely vog walls
in trailor park limosines on wagon wheels
 by cling’n on like this aint nothing but dance’n!
dissipating memories of breadbasket tales of
cattle’d ranges hailing plush amber fields
warming in “ya’ll jes be a’coming back soon”
 by cling’n on like this aint nothing but dance’n!
and them unwashed bodies discarded here
rolling-up incarcerate’n in the crowded mould’n
of filthy’n concrete streets as public toilet stools
 by cling’n on like this aint nothing but dance’n!
we’re all absurd pixelationing delusionaires
 wandering addicts on vicarious potionings
 so make’n like us aint just here being scared
 by cling’n on like this aint nothing but dance’n!
 by cling’n on like this aint nothing but dance’n!
 by cling’n on like this aint nothing but dance’n!

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