March 19, 2004

give em the dick tracy treatment


“ they ‘re a gang of 
 lying crooked ratfinks ”


 yes Kerry
yes yes yes yes

 “ crooked crooked crooked ”

that's exazzzzzzzzzctly what they are 

you’re sellin’ uz 
the true  ticket 
Johnny me boy 

sell more and more and more 
drop the bomb kiddo 

   give them
Bushkateers
the full monte 

give em 
the 
  Dick Tracy 
treatment




  put on
 the yellow trench coat
and 
the shadow casting  fadora 
and 
hit those mean fucking streets
 like God's black hawk 

  bust in 
on their foul plays
 crap out 
 their oh so sullied games 
nab em 
nab the whole fucking 
  ring a crooked faced 
rubber assholed   Kreepers
  
please please 
johnny
do it
do it  for uz all  

bust bust bust 
bust 

 snarl crook into every open mike in america 
and keep doing it till
the last 
 crooked type crook
has cleared out of our capitol 

get the goods on em
get the skinny 
the low down
show em up  
 for 
the Kartoon miskreants
the shady beyond falstaff 
honey pot lickers
they fucking 
dead eye for sure are 

get the termites johnny
get em get em get em 

it fits your profile 

stiff righteous 
chin first 
angular
 no nonsense

 a regular 
  hatchet of  righteousness
 
so go for it baby

 bust open that 
wax and wash  poker ring 

kick em down stairs 
kick em into the streets 
kick em back to stink tower
where they came from 

roast 
that lying thieving nest 
of sicko hombres

 go thru em 
 like an axe thru 
a keg a bootleg beer 

I KNOW YA GOT 
  THE MUSTARD FOR IT JOHNNY 

do it 
and i promise ya 
scout's honor 
the wood pompitude
you live and breathe
the Ent like story book
  stiffness
will seem justified
no better
it’ll seem
like it's just what the doctor ordered

so go go go with it 
you’ve stumbled into 
 casting yourself to type
  Johnny 

so take the gift 
and run with it 
and keep on running with it 
till you're all the way out of the stadium
 
now I know ya can’t one note all the way to november
so pace yourself
have some domestic 
interluding
save a few kids 
from run away  wagons 

walk a few blind guy's dogs 

most of all 
for fuck sake
  drop the St. pauls 
honor society shit 

get  alley hound tough 

clean but a touch of menace
you’ve killed (mention it
with distaste of course
but mention it )

ya went ta Nam a Pauly 

YOU CAME BACK
  A KNIGHT 

do it in episodes
take on all monkee man's 
side kicks
 one by one 
leave the cheer captain for last 

sure it's the case of 
tracy vs fly suit ape  

but knock over his
minions first 
get me big boy

----------------------------

p.s.
so maybe to uz sharpy fellas 
you’re more 
like fearless fosdick 
then the great Tracy 
so the fuck what 

 we’re for ya idneeway 
JOHNNY 

give uz 
  a little wrist radio magic

a little 
serial crook profiling 
do it 
and do it right 

 you might just 
  get enough Didnyites
behind you
 to  rescue this nation

  then fella 
I sure as fuck hope 
you gun down
a few a them  violators !!!!!!
Posted by pinky at March 19, 2004 04:15 AM

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