the ocean swells up
like a chest full of breath
and poisons all its kids
i'm standing on the beach
with a head full of death
the air smells like oil
and sticks to my ribs

they like to reassure 
you like to be reassured
there are wonderful quotes
and wisdoms dispersed

the oceans on fire
the fish are on meth
deathsquads roaming 
in the streets
the old folks sit there
dripping with sweat
you can taste them
on the breeze

they like to reassure you
you like to be reassured
there are wonderful quotes
and wisdoms dispersed
but i don't see no reason to hope
no none at all

every year with you
has been boiled abuse
still i'd rather die
than lose you
yes I would
if I could choose
between the two

The Macondo Prospect

Randy Newman meets pink floyd and the pixies in an elevator and eats them

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