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ooooo ooooo .oooooo. oooooooooooo HOE E'ZINE RELEASE #729
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`888' `888' d8P' `Y8b `888' `8
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888 888 888 888 888 "Meaningless"
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888ooooo888 888 888 888oooo8
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888 888 888 888 888 " by Mutter
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888 888 `88b d88' 888 o 7/6/99
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o888o o888o `Y8bood8P' o888ooooood8
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Good morning, my brothers.
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Allow me to introduce myself.
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I'm the fucking eternal buzz in your ear -- making you restless and
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pushing you on the road.
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(someone shut that radio off)
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Time again to take a blade to my face
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Time to cut the grass
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mother, I used my milk money to buy marijuana...
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("son of a bitch." she replied)
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Oh well,
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Orwell never saw this shit coming
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you're so scared you try running
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where ya gonna run to, friend?
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"What a fine night for things not to be finite ..."
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even the most sacred times
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have turned into nothing more
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than wild pricetags with barcodes
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[you think you're free? Not to me]
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(radiation cube to pacify. God isn't dead. He's trapped in a dollar
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sign!)
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Hey man,
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I got no plan,
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I'm just trying to get Ed-Jew-Kay-Ted
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know thyself.
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trust thyself.
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kill thyself.
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she stepped through the doorway and into the fire
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Alone and desperate -- and content
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maybe she didn't even realize it
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... i'm being optimistic
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then, without even the slightest indication,
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she left.
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never to see me again
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she said she was going to "chase the moon"
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of course she knew she'd never catch it
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but that didn't stop her
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it never stops any of us.
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(I can hardly hear it now)
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no paper? try credit.
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discredit and damn it
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track your ass all over the fucking planet.
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(she showed me that what we preach so highly is what we lack the most)
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I'm both
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I'm neither
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I'm all and nothing.
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... we turn into some bizarre, image conveying drones
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and twist our faces in unnatural smiles. Where's the hard truth?
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"The point of the game ain't winning. It's just to fail to lose."
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Bless the individual who embraces the hard truth!
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Let's fit everything into specific categories, little boxes that things
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fit nicely into, (including you)
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boxes on top of boxes, things enclosed by walls,
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sanctioned and sanitized. (fencing in all)
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and if they don't fit.
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by god we'll make them fit.
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watch them shake
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we'll crack and break to make them fit.
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After all, it's the world's nature to be fair and organized.
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and if it's not, so what?
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we'll make it the world's nature.
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After all, the world belongs to us
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(we wrote and signed the deed ourselves).
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It's a slave to behave how we command. Sit, beg, play dead.
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meaningless-everything.
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mentally, I'm stressed
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emotionally, I'm depressed
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financially, I'm pressed
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physically, I'm a mess
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morally, I could care less
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romantically, she won't talk to me
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eternally, I'll wait and see
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naturally, I'm not the one to be.
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my soul wants to sleep but my body won't let it so fucking pathetic
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wet cigarette not lit can't light itself cause I won't let it
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that movie was good are we still in it
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still sitting in this coming-down-restless-paranoid-need-to-write-but-
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have-nothing-to-say-like-to-hypenate-everthing-forever-until-i-get-bored-
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wow-this-is-a-long-hypenated-phrase-wonder-when-i'll-stop-okay-getting-
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bored-now-gonna-stop-soon-about-now type of mood.
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I think I'll spend my life at a keyboard just so I can write a bunch of
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shit. Then when I'm 60 I'll publish a book of these rambling rants
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called "Don't Buy This Book" and it'll be a best seller. I'll be famous
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because I'll be the first to apply "reverse psychology" to the market place.
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And I'll coin the term "reverse psychology marketing" and pretty soon
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household cleaners will bear labels that say things like "This cleaner
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doesn't clean up shit!" and people'll flock to the stores to buy it.
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I'll revolutionize the marketing industry. Yeah. That's what I'll do.
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... at least I failed gracefully
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Like god says when the story ends,
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"good night."
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[ (c) !LA HOE REVOLUCION PRESS! HOE #729 - WRITTEN BY: MUTTER - 7/6/99 ]
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