Feverish dream

Why haven't we crucified ian mackaye? he should be deified, not hidden
behind velvet underground lies! but while we're at it i give my
support to all sorts of good sports, not the lords of 6/4 but the
kings of timing. we're not down, we know why, because a lot of our
time is spent wise, like ignoring the canon and getting a handle on
"nothing's unknowable". and nothing can grow until the temperature's
high, and that's now! i said, "guy, it's like '95 never happened..." i
had a feverish dream, like the cop's sleeping with the serial killer
scene, like all the clues were hitting me....it's so obvious!

do the fire, fantasy's a screen between drive and desire.

it's ex-miss on the road i resist the reflection. sweater like
protection from mob perfection. from the inception of the crowd they
might talk too loud for you to think. they, they killed bob, they
ruined santana, spreading mediocrity with cable, not antenna. here it
comes - rock bottom. you say you want matt collins, but i'm not him -
can't make eye contact when you're talking. could be your intentions
are rotten, could be i expect more than the wars you fought in. i had
a feverish dream in which there was never a sixties, there was no
excuse for hippies, there was no excuse for anything.... isn't that
obvious??

there's no way that a vegan can eat the rich.. "but i worship the
glitch!" don't be stupid! gang fight with montessori kids and
homeschooled students resulted in track pantsed wounded. ever wonder
what the glue is that keeps them stuck off my street, out of the 3 AM
elite? you know what i read, and i believe what i've been convinced
that if i breed, that's losing. choosing give up? not for this one,
and i'm ADAMANT. i had a feverish dream, everybody could be me, it's
like a responsibility to lead, the underlying theme is
obvious...