hand of a society we live in, kid — well, it has for once and for all, lost it’s grip upon us, kid — and America — well, we’re removing the protective eye-ware — and we’re wiping the tears fro…at, kid — the twisted riff of grief mixed with resurrection— the pretty misery of it, kid — it makes me a believer — you know, a believer that the kinder, gentler machine gun hand of a society we live in, kid — well, it has for once and for all, lost it’s grip upon us, kid — and America — well, we’re removing the protective eye-ware — and we’re wiping the tears from our eyes — and now — now kid, we can finally see.
