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W o G
Charlie Newman
I AM...the whole...fuckin’...show
I eat it raw and spit it out
I eat it raw and shit it out
I eat it raw but I don’t eat shit I AM the shit
ain’t nothin’ to it...but to do it
so I’m going...going...gone like a cool breeze
I’m stealin’ away
but I ain’t stealin’ this
and I ain’t stealin’ that
and I ain’t stealin’ back like some light in his loafers cat burglar in the dark sooty night
not because I can’t...because I won’t
and I ain’t got no agent
and I ain’t got no contract
and I ain’t got no golden parachute
but I got 20/20 beat a dozen ways from Friday and I see it all...
I see poets in potholes on the boulevard of broken promises...
and I see nuns piled like spiritual kindling on the road to ruin...
and I see those who do and those who don’t
and those who will and those who won’t
and those who come and those who go
and those who crawl back on bloody hands and knees down the information super toll road
and I see suckers who believe what they see in their rear view mirrors
if you see what I’m sayin’
I see faith fitting the fashion of the moment built on the ruins of faith everlasting
...great faith
...existing faith
...enduring faith
...maintaining faith
...prevailing faith
...transcending faith
faith bought BY sold TO the highest bidder
faith conveniently doled out box lunch easy to feed the poor and the powerless to the rich and powerful
faith that spins tales of love and sacrifice and Glory! Glory! Glory! to bring tears to the unblinking eyes
of televangelical hucksters from host-to-host (Hallelujah! Sing it! Sing it chillen!)
I see it come
and I see it go
and I see it goose step down history’s hall of mirrors
I AM what is
and I AM what was
and I AM what will be
and all you need to know
and all you need to remember
and all you need to believe is that
I AM...the whole...fuckin’...show
because that, Little Buddy,
is the one... and only...word...of...God
