Cathedral Stadium

Ballpork citizens!
Jump on the expresswagon
bandtrain to Cathedral Stadium!

Where lionized chosen soldiers
crusade in the High Church of Sport!

Where you’ll roar them up
to the stars as they gulp
from the chalice of chemical boost

to sieze heaps of loot from you!

Who chant the official anthem
of totally authorized abandon!

FAN-TASTIC!



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Stranger

He's just a rusty phenomenon really,

an old snort
in the Gloom Boom

we share,

skulking in a cold shadow
of another gray day,

buying more milk
and toilet paper

and that's okay,
maybe even The Way

—of the world certainly,

and to be taken at least
semi-seriously.

But does he
smile? Is he sad?

Does he know the sweet serenity
of surrender into eternity

in a moment's Oh...?

Perhaps we'll ask

—with a flash of our eyes
that beams into his this

question he answers

with a glint of his
flickering gaze.



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Up Up Up

Stand on the roofs
of the blue clouds.
Watch the silver sun
melt away.

Up up up
above invisible Earth,
drift on a wave
of singing wind.

Then descend
from the heavens,
like a breath
from a balloon.

Fall in the street
on the jagged concrete,
telephone wires
overhead.

Drunk with big
dazzling flashes,
you blend among
faces and noise.

And flick an eye
at the high lonesome sky,
with its soft
blushes of rose.



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