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Michael McGuire
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Fertility Symbols
A whore on the back of a castrated bull; the portents of the bullshit market,
And when this cock and bull run out of bull and cock I guess we'll just have to park it,
The ethical ergonomics of a trust fund rapist in heat,
We slammed the brakes and the whole world hit the wall that's why they call it Wall Street.
Sometimes a virus just grows off the factotum-fat of its own mass,
If you tack enough zeros on a zero it can look like a huge pile of cash,
But the ones who play this game are not the ones who lose this game; they just lose their gain, Then were all left with our back to the Wall Street trying to cure the crazy with the insane.
It makes money to take money and you don't even have to have it for them to take it,
Just fill this out; strap this on; if you don't like it; fake it,
The world is the collateral on this more like debt lets call it a loan,
And when we're done fatting off this market-money meat we'll toss you the bill and the bone.
Who could begin to understand this delicate seduction,
With more loopholes than a tax deduction,
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The lost dynamics of this big-bang whimper,
A sin beyond what all grace can temper,
This economic animal will have to be euthanized, His life savings a scuttled ship to be freely piratized,
Locked into some fat-cat highest bidders lowball price,
It's a big enough pie but he ate your slice.
You knew she was a whore when you married her but she was so nubile you didn't give a fuck, Yeah nothings gonna come between your world-be-damned I'm gonna make a buck,
You say it's not so simple but the fact is it's an area you just painted gray,
Because your only concern is who collects; you don't give a fuck about who has to pay.
Escort this impotent bull to this barren virgin,
See if they can give birth to a test-tube plastic surgeon,
Down in new Wall Street South we can build a new palace,
And in the garden we can erect a life-size phallus.
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