Beliching into the atmosphere, new erections still the same as those filthy f___ing old ones.

Now it's known there is no heavan on this shore or any other d___ shore for that matter.

s___-sucking kings and a__'licking peasants with their foreign tongues licking someone's foreign affair.

Only because signs show that we must fly from here.

Shave that matted faux fur suit.

Hey incaraeration generation!
Now listen to what the preacher has to say about life, but don't listen to what he man of faith has to say about petty details like death and despair.

Haven't you heard yet?
No one listens to anyone anyhow.
Take that aimless aim and let it rip.

Open fire when you hit the shore.
Relax, It's only the smell of some sea men.

Fire!
Hand-me-down hamburger

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