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At the courtyard of the Blue Mosque, a secret ritual. The muezzin is turning
the pages of the sultan's private book woven with naked slaves, whipping
time to shreds.
 
In a division of labor, bushy commanders and dreamy slaves join, tearing to
pieces during the riotous orgies, the pages of the Koran, revealing their
reveries.
 
A mistiness after the rain, hammered with pain.
 
He dreams a crooked spell, a diagonal, so so paradise.
 
Found out, the commander's tunic is ripped off, his gold epaulets are
ripped off. His slaves escape giggling.
 
Now, a bag man, accosting and being teased by foundlings.
 

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Sigmund & Carlfunkel

Sigmund hear my song,
I sing to prove that you were wrong,
About pretty much everythin’,
That people call “Freudian”
It’s all just,
a real load of crap.
Total crap and ... and everyone will know it.
 
In your dreams I see it's true,
Something that I always knew,
That you have gone insane,
And use way too much cocaine,
The only one who wants to sleep with his mom,
Is you alone,
And everyone else thinks its gross.
 
Don’t get me started on the rest,
Of your theories they’re nonsense,
“Id” is utter gibberish,
But “Superego” I must admit,
Is the only word I could think of to describe,
Sigmund Freud,
And everyone will know it.
 
So I’ll meet you in your dreams,
Where you will whimper, beg and plead,
But I will grant you no mer­cy,
For you are utterly un­worthy,
You aren’t even a real scien­tist.
And all the world
Will see it.
 
The old textbooks will be burned,
Only Carl Jung's theories learned,
Like our collective unconscious,
And unresolved neurosis,
And that aliens, fairies, unicorns and psychics are totally real,
That’s the deal,
And everyone will know it.
 

boy pablo- Losing You

How would you feel if I walked up to you one day
And ripped your heart out?
How would you feel if I said to you
'That's how I feel you're treating me'
'That's how I feel that you're treating me'
 
'Cause I feel like I'm losing you
Oh how can that be true?
I know you want me too
 
And how would you feel if I walked up to someone else
And ripped their heart out?
How would you feel if I said to you
'That's how I feel'
 
'Cause I feel like I'm losing you
Oh how can that be true?
I know you want me too
 
Yeah I feel like I'm losing you
Oh how can that be true?
I know you want me too
 
How could you lie to me time and time again?
I'm getting tired of everything you say
But I want you anyway
 
Yeah I feel like I'm losing you
Oh how can that be true?
I know you want me too
 
Yeah I feel like I'm losing you
Oh how can that be true?
I know you want me too
(Yeah)
 

Bed Intruder

he's climbin in your windows
he's snatchin your people up
tryna rape em so y'all need to
hide your kids, hide your wife
hide your kids, hide your wife
hide your kids, hide your wife
and hide your husband
cuz they're rapin errbody out here
you don't have to come and confess
we're lookin for you
we gon find you
we gon find you
so you can run and tell that,
run and tell that
run and tell that, homeboy
home, home, homeboy

we got your t-shirt
you done left fingerprints and all
you are so dumb
you are really dumb--for real
the man got away leaving behind evidence
i was attacked by some idiot in the projects
so dumb, so dumb, so dumb, so

chorus

bout 5'9', 5'10'
coffee complexion, low cut like a caesar
with some little waves in his head
clean cut, very smooth face
seein my sister when i walked in
he had his hands around her neck
first thing was to pull him off of her
and that's what i did

chorus

well, obviously we have a rapist in Lincoln Park
are you serious, my boy?
i got your t-shirt
i got your scent
i know what shoe size you wear, my boy
so you can run and hide
but we're gonna find you, find you

chorus x2

Remember

We were so automatic
But now I’m reminiscing
Falling through the cracks
It was bound to happen
 
It’s funny how it lingers
But I’m not surprised
We were magic
 
Boy, you had me hypnotized
Under your spell
We were lost in a fantasy
Chasing those memories
It’s like I can taste you
 
I swear to God I still taste you
Remember, I remember
 
We make love (love) memorable (memorable), memorable
We make love (love) not typical (typical), typical
Remember, I remember
How many times that we
The time and the place that we
Remember, I remember
I I remember
 
You left me no decision
To point the finger at you
You kept on coming back
With all your reasons
 
And when it wasn’t working
You always gave me something
I was needing
 
Boy, you had me hypnotized
Under your spell
We were lost in a fantasy
Chasing those memories
It’s like I can taste you
 
I swear to God I still taste you
Remember, I remember
 
We make love (love) memorable (memorable), memorable
We make love (love) not typical (typical), typical
Remember, I remember
How many times that we
The time and the place that we
Remember, I remember
I I remember