Selfish Dope

Coyote's sound like Indians high on peyote, its spooky when they gather and sing. I'm working on my own sorcerer's song to match the wild locust, crickets soothe my damaged senses, the scream of a rabbit sounds like a little kid, eulogy's in different shape's and size's. Everybody think's they know what's good for you, and it's all subversive look in the salad world of watering your weeds because their nothing. Tear off your muffler cause you didn't seperate your garbage. Do motorcross instead off running with your tight ass. Enlightenment is about as interesting as condoms that do all the work for you, just lay and smile at the heavens getting ready to crash. I think we should turn our livelihood into a enormous Rave then we would have the perfect excuse for being drug induced. I mean sugar is a shitty high along with the caffiene. Transformations only occur, when there's a triggered response within the biological marix of our being. The hard wiring is not you, nobody works for anyone thats the rule that I live by. Worry, money, murder, madness, a ferrari blown to smithereens out of speed. Cultural icons are new buttons reorganized cause religion sucks my lefty. So many herds, herdling, headed, born again, pushing, joining and satisfied with a ridiculous life. Imagine turning something upside down and see if you survive the fall. Back to bordello's for the saucer and the sausage, back to being aloof with the fabric of design, back to tackling the devil on the cool midnight grass, back to delivery's for the mad angel forgotten in her space age, back to smiling and counting buds, back to yours and the winner is some mother fucker thats already in with the good guys. Anarchy and pentacles, computer chips and stars, diamonds and monsters, flowers and nude pictures, me and the world, you and the sky, births, bricks and bread, driving, driving, desert, rocks, HWY 171, cedar, aspen, pine and lightening !!!!!!!