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drop city noise - j. mamana lyrics

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my old man was a doctor
his allegiance to the blood
sowed the nettle to his own tomb
and his money made it like mesud

westering, a kind of scoutlaw—
middle west by middle road—
held a whole earth in his right hand
and there, to his left, a barbary coast

hear that sound?
drop city noise
all around, drop city noise
can’t you hear?
drop city noise
all around, called out at last

westward course of coronation
riding west of capernaum
to canaan or colorado
reading cybernetics like the
psalms

fingers cursed to type in line
from
fingering the rosary
in a church they coded verbum
never leafing thru st. augustine

hear that sound?
drop city noise
all around, drop city noise
can’t you hear?
drop city noise
all around, called out at last

bourgeois bladders
can’t stand the ciders—
p-ssing past the past
i was wary, you went across that
line
no one is sacred
six-day scary, commentary
burning like sinai—oh!
and horus, playing us out

here the new-old cop penutian
steal the sacred in cheyenne
all for live-in mausoleums
for the saintly stanford man

hear that sound?
drop city noise
all around, drop city noise
can’t you hear?
drop city noise
hear that sound called out at
last

- j mamana lyrics

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