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from deplacer by Pete Jon



got this barb in my craw
got this dread in my maw
got this dead in my eyes
who will live, who will die
hell of a world that they gave us
get your gun get your jesus
no life in the law
nobody coming to save us

nobody on the other end
I make my anger my friend
I'm made of nausea and smut
I sing from the scorn in my gut
you got this garden that you tend
and no reason to behave us
got a world to upend
and nobody coming to save us

we're made of sex and sorrow
gladness glitter and tomorrow
and I was born to get high
who will live, who will die
hell of a madness that made us
of a scraped aching sound
I don't know why we come down
nobody coming to save us

I'm made of booze and bread
I'm made of light and lead
and don't you grieve with aplomb?
I never want to be dead
I walk and whistle my tunes
I run on fungus and fumes
I take me just as I am
nobody give us a damn

we're made of dirt and death
you can feel it sprout from you spine
got a world to birth
who will live, who will die
who will care to engrave us?
hell, I won't be done grieving
until I am done dying
nobody coming to save us


from deplacer, released May 24, 2020




Pete Jon Lansing, Michigan

Pete Jon is a singer-songwriter and collaborative producer in the DIY tradition.

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