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20061120 - The Cops

from The Song Diary I by Paleo

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THE COPS


I wish to speak
with the man of the house.
Salt of the earth
on the snake in his mouth.


Who? Who?


Fast. Jump a fence.
Even girls, blissed out girls,
take to the earth
like a dream in the dirt.


Who? Who let the cops in?


Crow on a cross.
Is a spade just a spade?
It is all fun and games
when you know how to play.


Who let the cops in the house?


I admit when I am wrong.
I admit when I am wrong, wise man.
Wise men.
Wise men
still have a lot to learn.


Who? Who? Who let the cops in?
Who let the cops in the house?


Ink on a paw.
There is blood underneath
the bridge of your heart,
one more bridge worth burning.
I still have a lot of learning.


Master will die,
and we all will be free
as forests on fire,
free as oil on a sea.


I admit when I am wrong, wise man.
Wise men.
Wise men
still have a lot to learn.
Still have a lot to learn.


Master will die,
will we know where to go?
Master will die,
will we know where to go?




DAS - Greenville, North Carolina, USA

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from The Song Diary I, released April 15, 2007

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