I woke up this mornin
Took a look in the mirror
Saw somethin starin back at me
I was frozen with fear
Put a hand to my face
When what to my surprise
Five claws scratchin mandibles
And a pair a compound eyes
And I said ah christ
Gotta seek some advice

Went and asked my ol lady
Oh how can this be
She said man you got some nerve right here
To come cryin to me so why don’t you just
Put on your coat and hat right now
And crawl yourself out the door
These gears ain’t gonna grease themselves
And you don’t wanna be poor
So get off the floor

Oh what can I do

You sleep with the rest of the vermin
Vermin

Before you had changed
You knew every boss was a bastard
Bastard

Have you given up
Or did you not know that cockroaches fly
So fuck it

Doombrass

The Gregor Samsa Blues (Pandemo Version)

Love crashes in from all directions,
so peel me off the ground like Wile E Coyote
and blow on my thumb to unflatten me.

Love crashes in like an ACME anvil,
like an ACME exploding rocket,
like an ACME exploding female roadrunner doll,
like an ACME exploding orgy of divine light
erupting from the Great Mother's breasts
and ripping me to shreds leaving nothing but gratitude,
so shake the black soot off from my fur
and clean the coyote-shaped blast marks off the wall behind me.

Love crashes in through my bare feet on the grass
and the wind in my hair,
through the laughter of my children,
through the flying creatures in the air,
through my lover's hands on my flesh,
through the unknowability of the future,
through the ineffability of the present,
through the ecstasy of existence,
through the boundless Heart in which all arises,
so give me a sign which says "YIPE!"
that I may hold before I start falling.

I am in love with everything,
head-over-hormones in love,
gishy, sticky in love,
in love like an idiot,
in love like a gibbering lunatic,
in love like a cartoon,
so fire me out of a cannon
even though I will surely miss my target
so that 
for my very short and ill-advised flight
I can look down over it all
and blow kisses
and howl.
____________________

Reading by Tim Foley.

Love Crashes In

The inaugural episode, in which Knackers & The Vadge have a thing or two to say about Frank's heroes, John Maynard Keynes and Honest Abe.

Episode 1: Francis Leach

The second episode, in which The Vadge bangs on for entirely too long in a vain attempt to disguise the fact that she did not leave nearly enough time to edit her and Knackers' interview with Dr. Shakira Hussein in time for International (Working) Women's Day.

Episode 2: Dr. Shakira Hussein (Part 1)

The third episode, which is really just the rest of the second episode, but which we will all agree to call the third episode, okay?

Episode 3: Dr. Shakira Hussein (Part 2)

The difficult fourth episode, in which K&TV speak to activist, academic, avowed Marxist and known homosexualist, Roz Ward, about stuff.

Episode 4: Roz Ward

The fifth episode, in which Knackers and The Vadge talk to Chris Graham to check it's cool if they call his publication New Matil, and also to see if he's shameless enough to write a glowing review in it of a podcast episode in which he's the guest.

Episode 5: Chris Graham

sweet ophelia (zella day cover)

A song about the ongoing oppression of Julian Assange.  The constant assault on journalism must stop. #FreeAssange

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Kill The Messenger

Six years in an embassy
In London town, in a 'land of free'
There's a man denied his right freedom

He published crimes of the wicked few
Now pays the price of being true
Everything is twisted, truth is treason

Now he's broken and beaten
Is this what you call freedom?

National security
Excuse for authority
To suppress, our liberation

Don't we need transparency
To have a real democracy?
Come and join, our demonstration

When did truth become treason?
Is this what you call freedom?

Now another year's over
But they still haven't won
Need to shout from the rooftops
Come on everyone
Julian is a symbol
Of what is to come
Join the real resistance
We can overcome
If we are as one

We will never be beaten
We will fight for our freedom

Freedom #FreeAssange

Readings of all Caitlin Johnstone's articles, usually by her co-writer Tim Foley.

Love Crashes In

Caitlin Johnstone

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