Dictionary Be Bop Blues
or
Sunday In The Quicksand With George
Antonio G. Pereira © 1988, 2001, 2008 Antonio G. Pereira
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Famous?
The Fickle Public's Farblungent Photographic Imagination's
Idea of me is a Fool's Fantasy
Fictitiously Figuring that I am far out while
Funky Times are upon us is similar to setting
A Phaser on stun and pointing it at hoping you
Don't look two faced but you are my fellow americans
Fellow Americans?
Fleecing Me of every phenomenon I fantasized
And philandering me with a phlebitic philistine
Philosophy that even Tom, Dick and Harry couldn't
Be fooled with by the next fast talking, phony
Phi Betta Kappa philadelphia lawyer politician
Proselytizing phantasmagorical delusions of
Grandeur Act II.
Modus Operandi being a no count no good fictitious
Face-Saving, flagwaving, filthy apple pie overdone to
Perfection convincingly silver tounged 2 dollar throughbred
Corporately creaming over a nation of nitwits
Spread evenly, and thinking they're awake in ecstasy
When in reality they're really fast asleep, Oh Say
Can you see aren't we the beautiful people bossa nova.
Usually waking up when it's too late on time, I smell your
Breath, I smell your armpits, your family smells around
the dinner table, patriot preaching ferret to ferret of
Far off lands across the city, across the world
Away from you, far, far away
As far away from you as they can get
Far, far away
As far as the eye can see
Far, far away, away
Far, far away, away
Far, far away, away
Far Far Away
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