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Artist:Ani Difranco
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Track:W T C Poem
 
Date Added:14/08/2016
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Lyrics:yes, yes, yes, us people are just poems
we're 90% metaphor
with a leanness of
meaning
bordering upon hyper distillation

and once upon a time
we were
moonshine

rushing down the throat of a giraffe
yes, rushing down the long
hallway despite what the PA announcement said
yes, rushing down the long stairs
with
the whiskey of eternity fermented and distilled to eighteen minutes

burning down our
throats
down the hall
down the stairs
in a building so tall
that it will
always be there

yes it's part of a pair there
on the bow of Noah's Ark /> the most prestigious couple
just kicking back parked
against a perfectly blue
sky
on a morning beatific
in its Indian Summer breeze
on the day that
America
fell to its knees

after strutting around for a century
without
saying thank you or please

the shock was subsonic
and the smoke was
deafening
between the setup and the punch line
because we were all on time
for
work that day

we all boarded that plane for to fly
and then when the fires
were raging
we all climbed up on the windowsill
and then we all held hands
and
jumped into the sky

every borough looked up when it heard the first blast
and
then every dumb action movie was summarily surpassed
and the exodus uptown by foot and
motorcar
looked more like war than anything I've seen so far

yes it looked
more like war than anything I've seen so far

so fierce and ingenious,
a poetic
specter so far gone
that every jackass newscaster was struck dumb and stumbling
over
'oh my god' and 'this is unbelievable' and on and on

and I'll tell you what, while
we're at it,
you can keep the Pentagon,
you can keep the propaganda
and each
and every tv
that's been trying to convince me
to participate in some prep school
punk's plan
to perpetuate retribution

perpetuate retribution
/> even as the blue toxic smoke of our lesson in retribution
is still hanging in the air /> and there's ash on our shoes
and there's ash in our hair

and there's a
fine silt on every mantle
from Hell's Kitchen to Brooklyn
and the streets are full of
stories sudden twists and near misses
and soon every open bar is crammed to the rafters /> with tales of narrowly averted disasters
and the whiskey is flowing like never before /> as all over the country folks just shake their heads, and pour

so...
/> here's a toast to all the folks who live in Palestine, and Iraq, and El Salvador.
here's
a toast to the folks living on the Pine Ridge Reservation with GI Joe still coming back for more /> here's a toast to all those nurses and doctors who daily provide women with a choice
who
stand down a threat the size of Oklahoma City just to listen to a young woman's voice
here's
a toast to all the folks on death row right now awaiting hot oil or guillotine
who are
shackled there with dread and can only escape into their heads to
find peace in the form of a
dream

cause take away our Playstations
and we are a 3rd world nation /> under the thumb
of some blue blood royal son
who bought the Oval Office in that
phony election
and I'll tell you while we're at it, let me state unequivocally,
he is
not President of Me, he is not President of me

cuz I, I am a poem heeding hyper
distillation
I've got no room for a lie so verbose
I'm looking out over my whole human
family
and I'm raising my glass in a toast

here's to our last drink of fossil
fuels,
let us vow to get off of this sauce
shoo away the swarms of commuter planes /> and find that train ticket we lost

cause once upon a time the line followed the
river
and peeked into all the backyards
where the laundry was waving out on the
line
and the graffiti was teasing us from brick walls and bridges
we were rolling over
ridges
through valleys under stars
i dream of touring like Duke Ellington in my own
railroad car

i dream of waiting on the big wooden benches
in the grand station
aglow with grace
and then standing out on the platform and feeling the air on my face />
give back the night its distant whistle

give back the night its distant
whistle
give the darkness back its soul
give the big oil companies the finger /> and relearn how to rock and roll

yes, the lessons are all around us
and
the truth is waiting there
so it's time to pick through the rubble,
clean the
streets,
and clear the air

tell our government to pull its big d--k out of the
sand of someone else's desert
and put it back in its pants
and quit the hypocritical
chants of 'freedom forever'

cause when one lone phone rang in two thousand and one /> at ten after nine on nine one one, which is the number we all called
when that lone phone
rang right off the wall right off our desk

and down the long hall down the long
stairs
in the building so tall
that the whole world stopped
just to watch it
fall

10% metaphor and 90% tragedy
shhhh, listen to the poetry.
 


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