Are you Immortal Yet
Write me something challenging, she sez It's true. All that shit I sed is true.
And people's neurotransmitters are all fucked up
I drive a $70,000 car so I park the shit sideways
I am celibate in the sense that even when I have sex I'm fucking GOD
And when I'm not fucking I'm still being fucked by God
But it's nothing all the way down
Or it's Turtles all the way down
Or it's Bavarian Donuts all the way down
Or it's Holes all the way down
Or it's Tozan Sheets all the way down
Been Down So Long It Looks Like Up To Me
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Where the gothic steamships dock
My bespoke British candy shop in the tourist trap section of my pineal gland.
All of the intellectual stuff is like a poo-poo platter in a bad Chinese restaurant
And you're like "I don't want any of this stuff."
You don't want the savory sugared pork sticks
Or the deep fried tofu crab in cream cheese
And you don't want the rice pork dim sum dumplings
And the rice comes from a bleach vat in Shanghai
YOU WANT TO BE FUCKED BY GOD And the rice comes from a bleach vat in Shanghai
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