America the Hyra: The Last Poets and Joy Division

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  1. Lee

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    Hi, I've written a spoken word piece that has all the dark and twisted trappings of Ballard/Joy Division with the punch of the Last Poets. Happy to work in a range of genres. Rock, electronica, techno, radically alt-folk. Here are the lyrics. If you disagree with them, we can discuss our differences privately, on this thread I'll only be replying to those genuinely interested in a collaboration. Have a great night.

    America the Hydra

    Strange fruit hanging
    From the popular trees
    Muslim, Jew, Black
    Could be new or me


    Say they stand for Justice
    but they kneel on necks.
    I can’t breathe. I can’t breathe.
    Who’s gonna be next


    America the Hydra
    America the brave
    Cocking an Uzi as
    You sell lemonade


    America the Hydra,
    America the scared
    Kids go to school
    with wills prepared



    Second amendment
    Keeps me secure and safe.
    Get out of my driveway.
    Unless you want to be waste-


    Ted riding shotgun on
    Highway 95.
    He’s stopping for no one
    Coz he knows he’s right.

    Got a 60 tonne rig
    Of jet fuel and glory
    Soon the whole world’s
    Gonna know his story


    America the Hydra,
    America the con,
    The President’s a smirking
    Gold-ringed Don.
    America the Hydra,
    America the scream,
    Romans by the wall
    Shooting up morphine





    Lady Liberty
    Scratches at veins
    Bugged by meth
    And QAnon games.

    Uncle Sam waltzes
    Kids down the aisle.
    Let me show you how
    To hate with a smile.


    Can’t control our body weight.
    So we’ll control the border.
    Get the dog sniffed up.
    We’re bringing law and order.


    America the hydra,
    America the mad
    Oxy and apple pie
    With God in the bag

    America the hydra
    America off rails
    Sucking the spangled banner
    As the empire flails





    Fingernails stream Fox
    Twenty four seven
    I scroll cannibal clips
    I’m seething in heaven


    Zoom down rabbit holes
    To echo chambers,
    We spread code and secrets
    Like Intimate strangers


    Facts don't matter
    When clicks mob the truth
    King capped Kennedy
    In a Detroit telephone booth


    America the hydra
    America the free
    Shrieking lifted skirts
    and liberty

    America the hydra
    America the new
    That knock on the door
    could it be for you?
     
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