we took ourselves
to the performance
and saw the latest band
their singer was paranoid
and everyone was drunk
we waded across the room
we moved across the place
a sea of powdered faces
in the dark
there were punks in pink laces
and black leather dominating submissives
and snake skin fellers
who wore their hats on backwards
gesticulating fucks
salivating savants
they were all here
we were all here
in this cocktail
and did you know
the world ended 30 years ago
after this the stage is dark
trouble is god never
told us we were fired
and to pack up and go
but what to do with those
empty pauses and
blank spaces that pass for eyes
guess if were were all smart
there'd be no room for freedom
if it fits
wear it like a shoe
they were all here
we were all here
in this cocktail
the last thing i remember
before we were arrested
i kept on thinking of
corporate art and the cop looked
like my neighbor
who is building high-explosives
in a shed
oh want to do
we were all here
in this cocktail
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