Fact and Fiction

(Geoff Mann)
i) te dium
ii) we are sane
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Tremulous and quivering such victims as there are
Contend with emotions under skin
Without wearing water wings
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The abstracted shapes of the people's thoughts Different shops and pubs All the cheap facades It is all this city it is all this city Wind shaken trees Half crumbling parks The enquiring eyes Fingers parting lace It is all this city it is all this city Long straggling queues Of the our of work A baby sucking sweets Dribbling down his quilt It is all this city it is all this city All this city
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TV is switched on The screen reveal a spokesperson Adverts politics editing the real Cheap words money talks Naming itself to be the key To utopia cornucopia To a better world you go buy and buy And if you listen carefully You can hear the bacon fly Don't make me laugh!! History shows that policy demands weapons Selfish desires simply lead to pain The chit-chat continues A big pretence that divides Into power blocks Where the orthodox Have a propaganda war to fight And if you're looking closely You can see that black is white Don't make me laugh!! If the "unthinkable" should happen And you hear the sirens call Well you can always find some shelter Behind a door against the wall Don't make me laugh!!
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Welcome Welcome First today to see the creepshow Come see the exhibits But do not touch They cannot bear touch Here in the freak show Please do not hang back It's hard enough to show people around The creep show The creep show First here on the rack strapped a child's virgin mind We see the careful whitecoats Affix their machines veins To the pulsing neck side Checking dials they monitor reaction She must love her daddy's banker She must love her daddy's banker For her part in the creepshow The creepshow Amanda so sad Amanda But let's brush over sadness Give her the pills And diagnose madness Give her give her give her... Amanda Amandahahahahaha Anymore for any more? Cyril has-or-might-have-been Must fill his lust They let him bayonet robots As his morning constitutional To sate his rage Unless he feels his age We can't have that Sometimes he'll watch a war-film On the moron machine in the corner of his cell Lost in time Lost in mind Cyril writhes like smoke His bigot's eyes are slashed skin Their expression none the nicer For being blank Amanda still mad Amanda still sad... And so ladies and gentlemen we come to the nerve centre of the whole Affair, as you will see it is a mirror. To some it is the mirror of Dreams, where every passion, desire and action flit through the still Spaces behind its surface, tantalising yet distant. Of these many Stand before it until death. To others, it is distorting, everything In it being warped and buckled by fear, yet perceived as reality. These will cringe before it, wimpering and immobile, though a few Batter their skulls against the dull sheen, attempting to smash the Horrors they believe to be in the glass or at least attain oblivion, Whichever comes first. Some see just a mirror, whilst some see what At first appears to be their own image which, however, moves _them_ Saying, "Come On, Wake UP! Who's running this show anyway?" NOW It's up to you Use your free will You dec ide Yes You you you decide Whether or not you will return For if you come again You'd better bring your ball and chain Unguided embittered attraction of The creep show The creep show The creep show
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it seems that paradise
has been well locked and barred
to all the issues of Adam
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