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VIDEO GAMES WITH REAL GUNS
© ⓟ 2014 Seth Faergolzia, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
When the wrecking ball makes all come down
When you're standing in your destroyed town
You take picture on your phone
Send it to the drones
Send it to the clones
Perhaps the pic will end up viral
Thousands will pretend they care
Your pain and grief will make you famous
But you're still standing there, dust collecting in your hair
Till you finally start to walk away
Everywhere you go they think you're homeless
That's not exactly what you are though
Your home was destroyed, and now you've nowhere to go
Into the mountains where you're looking down
See it's happening to every town
People doing it are playing games
Video games with real guns, and don't say it ain't a shame
So you attempt to bring them back
To reality through desperation
They cannot see the lives they take
Sat at a desk with numbers spilling out of their hands
Your vision grows across the world
Finding its way to all the boys and girls
They spill into the streets in numbers too large to contain
But are they desperate as you?
It's not the numbers but the drive inside
You've got to show them that the fight is alive
Got break the shell of protected ignorance
Expose the innocence and teach the clone how to cry.
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Dumb Waiter
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DUMB WAITER – © ⓟ 2014 Seth Faergolzia, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
A lion says you love me
Even in your secret whisper
Terror beckons forth love
Marriage is a worth pain
Buried in a turban
Carry me to the mocha flats
Where the mochachino healthy hats
Spring along fare oh well
Dingaling Fare thee well
Teleport my fridgerator
To the crater in the waves
Make sure they don’t take out my dumb waiter
Teleport my dumbwaiter instead
Dumb waiter, can I take your order
See you later, toodle-ooo toodle-ooo
See you later
Bank a ton on me
I bank your four eyes
Like to bank your four eyes
For these guys to my left
No big surprise, these guys
To my left
They’re in disguise
Like my dumbwaiter
Can I take your order
Dumbwaiter
Don’t make me see you later!
Can I make your order
Can I take your water
Can I drink the water from your table
I’ve made this my mask
Tell me if I’m a dumbwaiter or not
Just ask
If you haven’t got a clue
Just ask, ask
Would you like a word or two
Dumbwaiter, I’m braver
Made of flavors
See you later
I’m working
I have to go back to work now
goodbye, goodbye
See you later
I have to go back to my work now
Goodbye
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