Eric Schuurman, 1985
“Today it’s time to stop singing’ and start swinging’.”
Son,
son.
Jettison,
Jettison.
I must get out from underneath
the dead weight you’ve become.
Jettison.
Jettison,
Jettison.
“Put some, put some guerrilla action on it.”
A little voice that’s got my ear
says “Time to cut and run.”
Jettison.
This ritual of our friendship,
it’s just a costly drug.
It’s time to break this habit.
It’s time to pull the plug.
Jettison.
“Forget religion.”
(break)
Jettison,
Jettison.
You mustn’t take this personal
when what’s done is done.
Jettison.
This mask that we call honor,
we take what we can get.
It’s time to cut the holiness.
It’s time to cut to it.
Jettison,
“It’s the ballot,”
Jettison.
“or the bullet.”
Yeah who would blame me walking
from the load that you’ve become?
Jettison,
Jettison.
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