you're a nation



i'm really glad

i got my breaking insane

taken care of

and

out of the way

a long time ago



because if not

i might surely go

insane



today



but, lucky for me

i am

cool canteloupe



motherfucker



i am the ice cubes

in the lemonade



i am frosty beer

and fuck all



y'all



who'll be mad as hell

so hurt wounded betrayed

when the war suffering horror

is climing in over the shards



of your tire-barred bay window



setting fire to your



carpets



drinking your



booze



and fucking your



dog



yeh



meanwhile you'll be wondering how it could be



you'll probably still be



blaming fucking Bill



Clinton



but that won't be able to help you then



nor will he

and



nor will I



because I will still be

deep

deep

deep underground



still watching



watching it all go down