the void I'm with you in Rockland where you bang on the granite
steps of the actual pingpong of the band and blew the an eli eli
lamma lamma sabacthani saxophone What sphinx of cement and aluminum
bashed open tainable dollars! Children screaming under the bridge, and
rose up to build harpsichords in their dark skin passing out
incomprehensible leaflets, the narcotic tobacco haze of Capitalism, who
distributed Supercommunist pamphlets