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A Brief Respite From Shooting Fish In A Barrel

by Khalid Hanifi

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He come a lopin’ up the dusty road with a six gun in his hand And the certainty of the whitest night ever to cover the land He says “I’ve searched the wide world, from Carson City to Kandahar and I don’t know what you call yourselves and I don’t care who you are. There’s gold in them thar hills! Or at least some lithium And you should know I’m serious when I say give me ‘em I promise you you’re going to love what we’ve brought here for you One long, slow, soul crushing screw Democracy, democracy One size fits all First get on your belly and crawl So when you’re ready you can take a vote of all the sheep in your great, big mighty herd There is so much that you still have got to learn Democracy, democracy One size fits all First get down on your belly and crawl” He come a limpin’ up the dusty road with a bent ten gallon hat In his wild eyed delerium he has run out of gas “Now this Elphinstone... is that on PS3 or Wii? Sounds like the kind of game that I’ve really got to see But my joystick’s stuck, that’s just my luck And I’m out of crystal meth So why don’t you just run along while I free us all to death From the Rockies to the Hindu Kush, from Saint Louis to Gandamak This land is yours, but it’s more mine And that is just a fact From Kabul to Yazoo, from the Khyber Pass to Boston, Mass This land is yours, but it’s more mine That’s a big stick with my booty sack”
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Extend the area of freedom From sea to boiling sea to oblivion Chicago Boys heaving The Brick through La Moneda Jubilantly skipping down the New Silk Road The splendor of empire Fleeing ever forward A grifter lodestar Beaming down a resource curse Every rate of interest is a doubling time As fast as I might run those golden sacks will outshine With immunity for distinguished corruption Indemnified to purloin fortune There’s class warfare alright But it’s the rich that’s making war And they’re winning Endless war is just a game
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Black Sight 05:04
B52s circle high, but brown people will not comply They hate us for our freedoms Such as the freedom to destroy their civilization They don’t appreciate our noblesse oblige The logic it is tortuous, but destiny is manifest Just define the wealth And prosecute accordingly those who interrupt the speech Of incorporeal capital The logic it is torturous, the density is malignant And powerfully so What happens in Diego Garcia stays in Diego Garcia When pigs are flying Ladies and gentlemen This has been an extrordinary rendition of empire
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Rock & roll Frankenstein Shoo be dee do I’d love to find a way for you to see me You always seem so fine I feel so good when I’m in line Your face is appealing You know I’ll take the lesser of a sixty/forty split You go take that honey and wet your fingertips I’ll lose another one Rock & roll turpentine Cleaning her up, just in time, but wait... Somethings leaking You always speak so high I feel so good when I’m behind I race To see you leaving You know I’ll take the lesser of a sixty/forty split You go take that honey and suck your fingertips I’ll lose another one
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Work and work for less and less Buy a bit of happiness Make your point and then digress Whose idea was that? Fill your mouth with careful words Fill your sleep with tweety birds Fill your soul with perfect turds Whose idea was that? Happy paper trails to you Your boss he likes the things you do You’ve earned his son a Subaru Whose idea was that? Hooray, hooray it’s payday Once again you’ve earned your way To work through another holiday Whose idea was that?
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If I might quibble This invisible hand is vestigal Though capable of gestures imperial Dear me, Adam What of the vile maxim? Some whispers from a prayer cell seep underneath the headlines So what’s a little distant infidel blood spilled? Is that a camp? No! It’s a city on a hill Bracing for the disaster of uncertainty He was just slumming Jesus plus nothing
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War is still the way that business gets done in the world And business is very good, in fact it's never been better When the aegis of the law Reaches it’s long arm across the sea To fluff the aegis of the market Freebootin’ the days away, greeting the natives in my bush beret Oh what a great, great game!
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I told you there's no need to be alarmed I've got some principles to keep you from harm Though I may disregard Hold tight, my darling, I am invincible Somewhat invincible We're yet embarking Terminally derailed Permanently, I have a vague fascination with what you say My latest trainwreck is fanning out across the plain So much for promises Not yet begun to fight Not yet and never might So much for grievances Murmured out of sight Not yet and never might Both of us charred, parted Maybe she's texting I interject But there's the same hesitation I used to fear My latest trainwreck is burning and perfectly clear Cornflake apocalypse on this a brand new morning Let's kiss instead of yawning I told you there's no need No need for principles I'm a good criminal We're yet embarking Permanently derailed Terminally, I have a vague fascination with what you say My latest trainwreck is burning out, I walk away It is the same hesitation I used to pray My latest trainwreck is burning out I walk away
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Hog Futures 03:12
This is not a whim I can alter Campaigning with a chip On my aching shoulder No matter now Because to win is to forfeit Paying attention how I got electrical profit Was that who I think it was? Holding up downtown from an ethanol bus We interrupt this program for a word from our disappointed sponsors Who’ve become unusually pale With a fitful eye and a smokin' barrel What’s to become of me now? I’ve got my eyes on hog futures Kickin’ back in the slop pen They’re playing our tune And bombing Afghanistan Imagine all the people Shootin’ up their mutual funds You could say I’m a dreamer Was that you? I think it was Crackin’ up downtown and cuttin’ a rug We interrupt this program for a word from our disappointed sponsors Could you help them out somehow And exercise your apportioned freedom What’s to become of me now? I’ve got my eyes on hog futures Could beat the hell out of suffering
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I need a long hard hook and I'm ready to fly, gonna stick a needle in my eye Gonna give them what they want I'm gonna get it get it ready or not gonna plug it in for a shock Gonna give them what they want I want to let you in on a secret or two I've got a butler to whom I trust my feelings few And a hundred fine friends I can lay in the mud and beat to death with a club I took a long hard look and I started to cry then I put a hanky to my eye Gonna give them what they want Sell, sell, sell like ringing a bell, like buying tickets out of hell Gonna give them what they want I've considered being embarrassed at times, but I'm so beautiful and I was only trying to help Was going to tell you but I'm keeping it mum I want a woman I can keep my feelings from And a thousand sheep before I close my eyes Like opening them up for the first time
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released February 18, 2013

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Khalid Hanifi Ann Arbor, Michigan

Over the course of three decades, Khalid Hanifi (Map of the World [Atlantic Records], Kiss Me Screaming, Maypops, and as a solo artist) has built a deeply compelling body of work that combines uniquely thoughtful, personally-charged lyrical content with impeccably crafted, irresistibly infectious melodies. ... more

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