Sunday, 30 December 2018

VIII

[[let's do it as a song lyric]]


VIII

American fighter pilots 
from the battleship states
flex a muscle for America
flex a muscle for God

pack 'em in tightly 
side by each with Jesus 
flex a muscle for America
flex a muscle for God

pack 'em in tightly 
shoulder to shoulder 
wind 'em up tight
and let 'em go

they shoot off 
spouting voodoo 
looking for the moon

they shoot a hole 
through the pure blue
inject themselves into space 

up where no up is, 
no down (won't stay down), 
out where no air is, 
no sound (so no sound)

Merry Xmas
according to scripture
according to script
sextant and star chart

slip around behind 
the man in the moon 
flex a muscle for America
flex a muscle for God

aim this can of man meat 
at that blue ornament
flex a muscle for America
flex a muscle for God

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