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Jul 25, 2008
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The Victim?
The Victim?
Eyes blurred, vision failing
Stumbling onward, cannot fall
Staggering drunkenly, arms flailing
Reaching blindly, finding wall
Can't think clearly, head is aching...
Pain in side, hurts bad
Blindly reeling, which way
Should remember, thought I had
Down here, why do I sway?
Side sticky, must have gotten wet,
Muddy water I think, or spilled coke??
Is that voices? Help me!
Why are they staring?
World spinning, hear whine
Can't see, what's wrong?
Thumping noise, what's the time?
Siren wailing, loud, long
(fade away...enter crowd and paramedics)
Jeez, he looks bad, how'd he make it here?
Look at that trail of blood!
Jeezus, he's cut bad, yeah, rinse them with saline,
push them back in...gently, you fool!
My God! I think he's going into arrest...
C'mon man, you made it this far, don't you
die on me now...c'mon man, fight, damn you, FIGHT!
CRAP, we've lost him!
When will the cops put more patrols here?
Jeezus, them and their motherfucking budget cuts!
Knew that do-gooder sonofabitch was gonna get it.
Seems like everytime somebody comes down here,
gonna help us,
Those freaking skinheads and druggies
waste them and
We get the blame!
Decent folk can't step out at night!
Wish them cops would put more patrols here...
You'd think once we got a new mayor
things would change.
Damn cops, Fucking Mayor, I say
it's time we did something ourselves! C'mon
people, are you gonna stand there
or are we gonna take back our neighborhood?
THERE'S ONE OF THE BASTARDS, GET HIM!
And the killing goes on....
Eyes blurred, vision failing
Stumbling onward, cannot fall
Staggering drunkenly, arms flailing
Reaching blindly, finding wall
Can't think clearly, head is aching...
Pain in side, hurts bad
Blindly reeling, which way
Should remember, thought I had
Down here, why do I sway?
Side sticky, must have gotten wet,
Muddy water I think, or spilled coke??
Is that voices? Help me!
Why are they staring?
World spinning, hear whine
Can't see, what's wrong?
Thumping noise, what's the time?
Siren wailing, loud, long
(fade away...enter crowd and paramedics)
Jeez, he looks bad, how'd he make it here?
Look at that trail of blood!
Jeezus, he's cut bad, yeah, rinse them with saline,
push them back in...gently, you fool!
My God! I think he's going into arrest...
C'mon man, you made it this far, don't you
die on me now...c'mon man, fight, damn you, FIGHT!
CRAP, we've lost him!
When will the cops put more patrols here?
Jeezus, them and their motherfucking budget cuts!
Knew that do-gooder sonofabitch was gonna get it.
Seems like everytime somebody comes down here,
gonna help us,
Those freaking skinheads and druggies
waste them and
We get the blame!
Decent folk can't step out at night!
Wish them cops would put more patrols here...
You'd think once we got a new mayor
things would change.
Damn cops, Fucking Mayor, I say
it's time we did something ourselves! C'mon
people, are you gonna stand there
or are we gonna take back our neighborhood?
THERE'S ONE OF THE BASTARDS, GET HIM!
And the killing goes on....
— Rett, Jul 25, 2008
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easylife_2
17 years 10 months ago
Nice job done
Rett
17 years 10 months ago
Easy
infinite_dwarf
17 years 10 months ago
Rett!
Rett
17 years 10 months ago
Thanks Jess K
themoonman
17 years 10 months ago
Hi Rett...
Rett
17 years 10 months ago
You got it Richard
tbeaudet
17 years 10 months ago
A sad testament to the state of things today
Rett
17 years 10 months ago
Thanks Tom
DarkinAZ
17 years 10 months ago
Yes I feel ....
Rett
17 years 10 months ago
Mark