Open Air Freakshow

Lunatics roam free
Appearance of an axe murderer
Jesus is preached through cigarette stained teeth
This is my home, I'm the biggest freak in the show

Purple haired gorilla skating in the shade
What year is this anyway? Didn't punk die 10 years ago?
The conformists of grunge
Turn that hat backwards! Show 'em you're a rebel!
A bastion of hippies
Vietnam ended, it made the Journal
An occasional suit to let you know this is America

If you miss a freak it's your own fault
Wait a minute they'll all come back




© 1998, William R. Craft, Jr. All Rights Reserved
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