Lyrics for Future Songs... Maybe

Lyrics for (Possible) Future Buster Beckett Compositions
(And Strange Poetic Gyrations by Jacob Churosh)

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Dumb Nihilism

AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGHHHHH
AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGHHHHH
AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGHHHHH
Nothing means anything

AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGHHHHH
AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGHHHHH
AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGHHHHH
We're all going to die

AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGHHHHH
AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGHHHHH
AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGHHHHH
God isn't watching, you stupid bastards

AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGHHHHH
AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGHHHHH
AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGHHHHH
AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGHHHHH

[Keyboard solo goes here]

AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGHHHHH
AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGHHHHH
AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGHHHHH
We're never gonna make it

AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGHHHHH
AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGHHHHH
AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGHHHHH
The human race will die out

AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGHHHHH
AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGHHHHH
AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGHHHHH
There is no future for any of us

We're doomed doomed doomed doomed
doomed doomed doomed doomed
doomed doomed doomed doomed
DOOMED DOOMED DOOMED DOOMED
DOOMED DAMMIT DOOMED DAMMIT
DOOMED DAMMIT DOOMED
AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGHHHHH

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There is no hell but obliteration
To see momentarily at the point of one's death
the face of Eternity
And see it turn away in disgust
And at that moment it all comes clear
--the misuse to which you put
one of Its infinitely numerous names:
God Allah YHWH Nature Patriotism Inalienable Rights
--And the SAVED will look into
that same face forever
and see Infinity--
But the DAMNED see it only
an instant
And are shut out in darkness forever,
Thrown onto the trashpile of the universe
Where there is much wailing and gnashing
of teeth.

JTC
9 Nov 2004

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The bomb is coming.
We declared war on Iran + they
called ALL ARABS TO JIHAD against us;
Now the bombs are going up in my dreams and I
know it is not real,
For I have TIME before the blast to take out my
phone + call my wife --------
(Lindsey is my wife in the dream and we are 50 years
old at least tho we still LOOK 22) ---
and I tell her I love her + hang up before we can
both start crying
Then the FLASH. -- as it begins in Phoenix as elsewhere.
And in that flash of time I know that unless I lose all my
earthly baggage I will not make it to the afterlife--
And so,
I am running up Southern Ave w/ my shirt off,
screaming into the face of the Bomb, "I FORGIVE EVERYONE!"
My mother, my father, Rimmel, Apollo, the cannibal pair, the Elitists,
I feel the burdens melting in that last
half second before I am SEARED ----
my anger + guilt and resentment dissolving
in the purifying infinite flame
of Holy War.

------ 10 Nov 2004
JT CHUROSH

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