...or are you doubtin the truth, don't be surprised if reality is stout n' obtuse -- cuz i've witnessed screamin demons play marco polo in the fountain of youth...

... go head, shout in the booth, pull out in the coupe if you can take you a car... but being welded on to menorahs couldn't make you a star...
- with ya fake jewels n all, disgracing the name our founders engraved through the fog -

....natives sweeping paths that we've scarred up past brooms, point me in any given direction - i'll end up in a starbuck's bathroom... n' in the end, it's hard bucks passed due..

-plus it's hardly a secret.. that it was subtle sign from other sides that got the mardy gras peeps wet....
....party yall, speed, cess.. at the age where fear's a thin thought, when the beer n gin stop....

....witness the violence n weep, soul searching reveals a silence so deep....

you could hear a pin drop.

..out.