Wednesday, June 4, 2014

BROWN PARTY BRUISES

  1. Y EL PAN QUE LES QUITEN RETRIBUYESE


  2. PRIME IS FOR YOUTH, BROWN BROWN DOES/IS

    Brown Brown Cow, in his No-Genius Prime Time.
    He calls out the Hipster in every Dime.
    No taxes for Anyone but East LA.
    Sendimg out the Machinery to Slay

    Visits on Innocence Beauty and Love.
    Helmetted Challice of ANimus Lust
    Tony no speak Mandarin or Espanol
    He smiles at every Virgen: How Nows?

    If my people are Cattle I'm Master
    I call up Chevron they need a few Wells.
    That keeps me in the Ballpark of Hello
    They will take my Call, I will see to That!

    The Environment is owned by a PAC.
    The Red and Blue Bruises leave no SCAR.
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Ayy Edith
  1. THE MAQUINARIA TE PARTO LA ALMA

    LaTeaPartyNos go to China. Learn how to Frack
    From a Commie. Say they can't Tax Chevron.
    Come at me: Drought Propaganda.
    Technically True, Dessertification

    Talkin some crap bout the Dreamers.
    Cuz They don't bow down to Machinery
    Pulled down an A in Bio Chemistry
    Personally put in a Test Tubesy.

    Checking out that big wave of Quandaries.
    The Profs put it up its called Quantity.
    Counting the heads like Chattel Slavery.
    Send out the Squads of Civil Engagement.

    But where oh where is the Beauty to Go?
    Back Back to SLeep Sing Lullaby COlors



BLUER THAN BLUE: Brown on the Radio, Brown Drought Cow, More Money for Fracking

All I know I'm on a hill in El Paso.
It's late and I'm about to get uncomfortable.
I depress down the emergency break
The car goes very still after a small rumble.
I hear Gov Jerry Brown on the radio ... hawking.
Saying he met up with the Chinese gov
will bring energy into the environment.
WTF? 
Yeah, He's on the radio saying water;s no big thing.
We can use it to blast out oil and chem.
I get to have my kingdom on earth and then some.
Walks on the beach to prove I love the sand.
Yet when it comes down to me or my people.
They can always work/eat/live breathe chattel.
Release them to Walmart where they go to hell.
But grateful as ever I led them there.

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