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The Western World's Toy-Toy Went Smash
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh"
We all went out for food
Mc Greaseberger was the cheapest
We all got our cheap plastic toy
We all wound it up and set it loose on the floor
It spun until the little metal spring got sprung
Now it sits in the trash
Its little plastic clown face is broken
Its little wind up toy heart is broke
The chatter of its trashy toy noise
Sits even now in the air
We all want our cheap western world distractions
We all want that fire cracker bang for the buck
"Ch-Ching" has lost its wollup
The greasy food has left heartburn
But addicts never realize
They are better off when the dope runs out
It is time to watch the sun come up
To hope for a golden dawn and a new day
To feel the soft wind whisper of its mysteries
And the feel and essence of a system not yet born
I am Hungry and in Want
I want some essence in my existence
I want some Being in the Doing
I want some quiet in the clamor
I want some wisdom in the clever
I want to see the mad world
Stop making science into a religion
Stop worshipping the stuff and bucks
And find the pathos and spirit to go on
