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The eighth track off the Andy the Doorbum Double LP "The Man Killed The Bird, And With The Bird He Killed The Song, And With The Song, Himself."

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Commodities are like the air.
They're polluted and everywhere.
One of the things I hope not to become.
Proprietors are at the wheel.
They sell 'em cheap. They lie and steal.
They wreck, we die. The same old race is run.
And I get a sickness in my throat
Each time I'm fooled to trust and hope.
Used mattresses must always be thrown out.
The cleanest man could wash and scrub
And still become infected.
What's the answer? It must be burned to the ground.

I met a man without his legs
And all he did was cry and beg
Failing to say he lost them on his own.
And when I see him now he smiles
The teeth of hungry crocodiles
Awaiting the next weakling that will come.
He has a method of attack.
He gets some change and takes it back
To buy crack for a whore to rent her tongue.
Proprietors are at the wheel.
They sell 'em cheap. They lie and steal.
From CEOs to peddlers in the slums.

And there's a paper you could sign to make it true.
If the end is coming, hope it gets here soon.
For I've bought the things I need to live from those with the best offer.
All they sold me was a plot to put a tomb.

I tried to burn the factory.
They found a way to punish me.
I was sentenced to work til I retired.
And then there came a corporate chain.
The city went and sold them claim
To land they had to clear off with a fire.
They put the mill folk out of work.
Their sales figures were then assured.
The poor must buy the things they can afford.
They seek only submission
Yet they call it competition.
I can only call it one thing. This is war.

And there's a paper we could sign to make that true.
All they sold us was a plot to put a tomb.
So I've bought the things I need to defend myself against tyrants.
If the end is coming, hope it gets here soon.

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from The Man Killed The Bird, And With The Bird He Killed The Song, And With The Song, Himself., released December 31, 2011
Written, Recorded, and Performed by Andy the Doorbum.

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Andy the Doorbum

Andy the Doorbum has been writing and recording his own music since he was 9 years old.
His discography ranges from eccentric lo-fi caterwauling to lush self-recorded pieces described as "filling a darkening void with a pitch black effort." All of this is done with the goal of finding the beauty in the ugly reality of the world. Growth from upheaval. Art for survival. Creativity or extinction. ... more

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