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In a weapons producing nation under Jesus
the fabled crucible of the free world
camera crews search for clues amid the detrifus
and entertaiment shapes the land
The way the hammer shapes the hand

Gleaming faces in the checkout counter
at the Church of Fame
the lucky winners cheer Casino Nation
all those on or not on TV
only have themselves to blame
and don't quite seem to understand
The way the hammer shapes the hand

Out beyond the ether inter net the spectrum spreads
DC to daylight, the CowboyMogul rides
never worry where the gold for all this glory's gonna come from
Get along doggies, it's coming out of your hides

The international cultivation of a criminal class
the future lit by brightly burning bridges
justice fully clothed to hide the heart of glass
that shatters in a thousand Ruby Ridges
and everywhere the good prepare for perpetual war
and let their weapons shape the plan
The way the hammer shapes the hand ...

UP in the Golan Heights shortly after the war (Petra/Rabbat Ammon)
climbed up the mountainsides full of black vulcanic rocks
threwn all over
finally reached the top
Syryan dugouts in the mud
still boxes full of unused ammunitions
also a box of handgranades: wanted to blow up the whole supply at once
in the end just took one to make booom & left the rest
how to explain causing such a big explosion?
in the valley inbetween Lebanon & Syria
Israel wedged among huge Arab countries from Marocco to Malaysia
ONE GOD FOR ALL?
Jewish survival from Flood to Holocaust
slavery sex sleep rituals traditions & interpretations
anyway
when I came back to the commune (kibbutz/moshav shitufi)
they told me I had walked two times thru minefiels still there in place
on the way down it was getting so dark I barely could see anyting at all
just countless lights twinkling in the valley below
Survival of the Dimmest
I was so slim in those days of old I could have floated down
the mountain side
nothing to hide
just my own stupidity
which wasn't that difficult ...
o lovely day (bis)
don't send me away
yet
I still got so many things to do I don't know why
are you there
say a prayer for the pretender
who started out so young & strong
only to surrender

to her
06 feb 2004 - bewerkt op 09 sep 2007 - meld ongepast verhaal
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