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The Number Six is in Style
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American Ritual I keep seeing sixes
listed on businesses
and residential districts,
dilapatated drug dens
where the dry wall cracks
on addicts with sporadic behavior
much worse than alcoholics,
we fit the bits into collets
to drill out our teeth
and stuff them under our
pillows to fall fast asleep,
sixes and riches
fall hand in hand
like star crossed lovers
in an abandoned land,
give me a band and van
and I'll pump out this message
until you make a stand
or at least come to hum it,
mark of the beast,
devil's diction
dabbles in the rarities
save depections,
marked with that same six
is a sister
walking the street you try
to resist her
but pull out your wallet and
Unzip the zipper,
Jack the Ripper
never raped the body
just the soul,
I'm a burning fire that
you'ld like to stoke the coals
until there's a million
more evil rolls
of a gambler's dye
to give the devil his due,
Who cares to wager
and wait that
we'll come up sixes,
I do
