House of Paine

that all you got motherfuckers

   that all ya got slugger ?

busting the social contract

 part 97 
starring 
  THE XONS 
WITH DIRTY FACES 

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  huntz ta slip

 “  i see the  life and 
 the  liberty slip 
but   where’s the happiness ”
   
 slip ta huntz 

" AHH  shut up ya hammer head 
    and keep  diggin "
    
         

 


    
ok ok ok 
 message recieved 
message received 

  yes we’re now in 
 tomorowsville 
 and it s got an odor 

yes indeed 
 thiz  brave new 
everyman for himself 
freedom  first
 justice    last 
and
property foremost 
   Demonocracy
has got 
a distinct odor to it  

 yes
 our  new millenium amerika 
 despite all the trumpet blasts 
still  creeps around 
 stinky of bad liquor 
 
so then 
after all the yardage and first downs 
how come its breath smells  ?

well because its 
 just like 
 that
 old  freak 
  of society 

that
fucking   false front 
"market republic"

rigged up 
in the first part
 of the last century

by  monopolists
 like 
andrew mellon 
  and 
jp morgan

that old hell raiser 
of a set up 

this
COUNTRY 
thought it 
 dumped 
over the side 

once and for all

way back there 

  in  dust bowl days 

 but
but but 


 here it is again 

back at uz 
like ross perot 
and why 

simple 

history 
like the world
 is mostly  round 
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but 
i hear ya sayin

"cut yer squawking" 

  prolly  
 cause ya
 don't wanna hear it


" sure sure 
the woilds round "
yer sayin 
blowin me off 
" sure  pink you plop 
we all know that 

we all know 
 we're back at 
 the same bat  place
 on
 the same bat channel 

we all know 
its like
 we're  playin in a rerun

 like its
   heil Hoover time  
   all over again  
 
 we all  get the drift

who couldn't   
 
 but fuck pink 
 
why don’t it seem worse?"

you  got me there
guys

you're right

why not ?


at least 
for you 
 wageling whitenesses  
out there
this has  been
 
a thirty year hillslide 

why then
being as it iz 
in gospel  fact
a  second time round 

why 
 don’t 
you
whitey go lightly
 job-chumps 
feel  
 worse ?

why ain't you  
 hittin the bricks?

why ain't ya 
screaming

“ never again
 no way pal
we ain't goin back there  ”
 
where’s 
the rebel  fury ?

where's at least
some
a that old
 Alamo spirit ?


where's  the

“ shit noooooooooooooo
 
I'd rather go down 
the tubes fightin

then let
 you silk hat
butfucks
slip stream me 

no way yer 
sendin' me 
back where 
my grand pa 
will wage doodle 
 grew up

 back to 
 swimmin
 in all that shit  

  nooo way 
you can git me 
 divin 
  back 
into all that 

no fuckin way  ”
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well 
 boyz 

in a nut shell

 
you haven't   
produced more 
flying dust   
cause 

THE YOU  
I'VE BEEN LOOKIN' AT
 AIN'T
 THE YOU 
THAT COUNTS 


I've been
 lookin in the wrong places
i need
 to forget
you

and 
figure out
YOU 

FORGET 
 the sweeney weenies 

and look to YOU GUYS 

look to you
 sub 40 TYPES
 
look to
you 
wised up
 XERONS 

you  
younger
 middle aged 
 white wage guyz
MAYBE WHAT I TOOK FOR
A FREEZE UP IS JUST
GOOD OLD FASHION 
FUCK U 
AND THE HORSE TOO

 STARCH
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 so neat new pals 
I pledge to :


watch what you're up to

listen to what you're sayin

 instead
of wailin
 for a return to flint '37  


get your drift 

you're stand 
your take 

i see ya got 
both feet in
the here and now 

i hear ya 
 sayin 

"  so whats
 the big deal 
so  the fuck what
   sure  we've
 all been   
morphed to mince meat 
 and sure as hell
we're all
damned
to get plenty 
  more of the same 
 
so fucking what "

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remember

" i'didn't go down ray
 I didn't go down"

thats Xer mo jo :

" for fuck sake 
what did ya expect 

 did ya expect
a paste wax polish 
 
   fuck it 

   maybe you
 old gummers  
have lost yer tusks 
over the haul

well dick 
 we ain't  "
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end of xonian brake thru
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p.s.

some analysis:


maybe 

 XERONS 're 
pullin a classic 
rope a dope 
on the tower tyrants

LOOK SEE 

they are indeed still
standing


 my mateless
gen- boobs 
while we've been
 navel gazing 

maybe 
 we missed the trend

maybe 
 todayz  
 under 40
  wagelingers 

the ones 
just now hittin 
the max point 

in their tower scalp  

particularly 
the ones
 that arrived 
at today 
by way of 
 the main corporate 
   drain pipe

maybe 
they iz 
 tough baby 

tough 

maybe 
to them 
the tower toad's
thiry year
 rip back
feels  like
 a  vigorous massage 

 
take a look at em 
 
skip passed 
yerselves

skip past 
 the boomer 
nambos 

 write yerselves 
 off  

head straight for 
  the Xons
 
notice 
 em 
butting
their way thru 
lifes late thirties
 like 
its cheap drywall 

look at 
the best of em 


are 
they  cryin ?

naaaah

are they pissin' 

naaaah

they  sound
 to me more like 
they're sayin

“ that all ya got pal 
shit 
that’s your best shot "
 

 fuck they seen 
this shit
 all their lives 

and by blink 
and stink 
they've 
stood it 
and  licked it 

 till now 


and ya know what 
shit 
i believe 
they'll keep on 
 fucking
 licking  it

even if
 the  gas 
gets released 

even after
 the boomer nambos 
start their
 final tearful choke up  
 
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 i say 
god bless
the wagered  xerons' 
 silent  bravado 

i tell ya 
they can lead themselves 
 to greatness 

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“ come on boys 
gung ho it 
 gung ho it 

 the tower skunks
 iz 
 a  fucking klown troupe

 for christ sakes
a fucking klown troupe 

letz go for em 
letz  peel em clean 
and take their 
painted women ”
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maybe 
the Xoneans 
are the 7th cav
of the klass struggle 
    
the best of em  anyway
  
maybe  
they're dead end guys

you know  
  like 
  Slip Mahoney in 
 “ the bowery boz take wall street ”
   
garbled wizzards 

things of 
flashy 
 rags and patches

fearless

 guileful

 never stooping 
to
 the sideshow bob
self greaving
 of the nambos 

 unrecognized

 unspoiled 

nasty hot  

cobra quick                       
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face it 
we boohoo boomers 

the progressive
 burger wing of us
 at least

our time 
on amerikas stage
 is past
 
we self dry gultched
somewhere between 
altamont 
and 
  the ayatollah khomeni 

nope 
we got no quality time 
left 
to push history's wheel 


 with monicas first blow job 

 our small  caper
 is mercifully past 

 now its our generation's
  bad boys'  
  turn 

its swine time 

its their  
 moment 

 the villains
 of the moment  

and sure enough 

they're fucking 
  cream puffs too 

as bad 
at they're parts

 as we were
 38 years ago at ours

sure 
they’re bold kickers

in a tail wind 

but 
so's a gay chorus line 

their's
 is
 a skittish  BOLD

a  tender foot bold 

sure 

maybe

boomer 
burger  bad guys

seem  reckless 

wild even

maybe 
 now they got
 the white house 

they think

" hey look at meee
I'm
way way  out here
way out 
 beyond  Reagan's wettest wet dream "

"look look"
 
sure 
and then again 

maybe they're just
 fried
 on their own 
victory juice 

maybe

 their 
big smerk 
they're 
 imbecile's glee
has led them 
to  fucking   
so badly
  over play 
their  fucking hand
here 
they'll
leave nothin but 
a grease mark
when they
finally
tap out    

maybe their
 sabre charges
are 
a last preposterous 
over 
kill  

sure 

for three years now 
they've 
swash buckled
the nation 

driven uz back 
 past the gates 
to hell 

SLASHING 
REGS 
TAXES 
AND WHATEVER ELSE
 STOOD BETWEEN

THEIR UPDATE
OF CORPORATE AMERIKA

 AND 

EVEN EASIER
 EVEN FASTER BUCKS 

SURE THEY CREAMED 
A PACK OF
 OIL SQUATTING 
SAND NIGGER 
 PIPSQUEAKS

but has that turned south on em
and 

sure 
they're ridden
 high high high 
and still rollin  
in big domestic lies

BUT 
maybe
its put em 

way way beyond 
the outer limits 

maybe 
they're like
 Wiley Coyote

dashing forth 
 frenzy frought 

straight lining it
 all the way  
hell bent 

but maybe 
they're already  
thirty feet beyond
 the cliff edge

come on 
face 
the bright sky facts 

i'm telling you 
weedfaces 

this  Bush gang'z
 headed for a 
hard and sudden 
rendez vous with 
the  canyon floor  

and 
i know deep down
 in their
 minds' anus 
the xeron wage stiffs   
 feel it comin 
 
even if you don’t  
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try gettin it guys 
try
usin' the force gang
 
use the force 
so ya can 
feel it comin 
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 all we got to do iz 
 re elect georgie
 next year 

and watch  out

 by '07 it'll be 
SPLAAAAMMMMMO
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don't believe me ? 

then 
take another look

 take a look 
at the gaggle  of
 pudge balls
up there
   on the bridge 
with 
our little 
georgie porgie

shit its 
the village people 

they're
the  real log cabin 
republicans 

look at em 

take 
for instance my favorite
and a boomer indeed 

 karl" beetle juice " Rove 

“ thats Ggoebels ?"

 " thats Mephisto ? ”

that pan of 
 botched 
  swanee river 
         sheet cake 

“ ooops did I 
put in saltpetre
stead a  sugar "

remember old 
 tom karvels 
line of 
 HORROR KAKES

 each one 
 A  JOKERS DREAM

remember
 his “  EAT ME “ cake 

the canary yellow one 

all   smile face
and  
tasting like bile 

 thatz
 karl rove 

if georgie
were to lift 
his  leg on him
 
he'd laugh 

i could go right down 
the roster 


  gin rummy

general  bowel

princess rubber maid    

but how about 

primo primo

his highness

   count CHAIN GANG 

who’s shittin who here ?


jesus almighty 
hes expecting 
his 13th heart attack
  any second now 
 
 “ thats
your top wrangler ? ”

have mercy
 baby !

lets just say 
 dick's no  bull rider 
 
never was 
and sure ain't now 

nope 

that hopeless
over sized 
 lickspittle 

he's so weak 
he couldn't bench press 
a coeds bra 

fuck 
talk to a few insiders 
shit  he's
 the oxygen tent mascot  
of official washington

specializing in  
split infinitives
sour grapes
  and vanilla  puddin' 

fucking 
AAAA wax

talk about  wash ups

THE MAN 
WAS strictly D.O.A. 

long gone 
from
day one 

check out  
his private sector record  
if you don't believe me 

for eight years 
fuck the man 
ATE SHIT FOR DIMES 

used other  fools money
to    
buy up 
all the corporate garbage
in houston

" ah here comes old dickbrains
  ....... sure I got a company 
fer ya doctor dick
i got one right here
let me unzip it fer ya...
now  
hows that taste pal .. 
 gosh ya wanna  buy it
 sure dicky sure
its fer sale ..."

fucking ass wipe 
 stuffed haliburton 
so full of every
energy belt  insider's
 debt smothered
bag of shit bricks
its  
no wonder he needed
a quick 20 bills war spoil bail out
for the alma mater 

fuck WE were
 either headed for 
IRAQ
 or Dick was headed for 
the federal pen 

and 
thatz your Idea
 of a top bad guy? 

fuck he’s 
nothin but 
a ten gallon  patsy 

nothin more 
and maybe
 even less

after you hose off
 the rusty jones sealer

under all that 
iz 
a middle distance 
garbage eater 

i hear georgies
 keeping him on
just  so he can pull
 a heart attack 
in the stretch run 
next october 

 guys like that 

hell 

thatz 
all they got 
around georgie 
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if we can just 
get em 4 more 
not only can
these fucks 
be taken down 

they'll take t
hemselves down 

all the way down 

long as we get em 
 enough time 
 
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what da ya think?
 
pretty optimo post eh 

ok ok
 boo hoo junction
i know ya 
want  more   
chicken little shit 

instead of 
 pinkie's turf builder 

never fear   
I’ll recap 
the sky fall shtick 

heep plenty more times

par example 

got one cookin 
fer the ladies over 50 
 
see up coming 

" social contract " 
        part 5

“ the lost new deal ”

all stained silk and sad lace 

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