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newspaper said he was a textbook
case
a classic example of a mass killer:
as a kid and was the judge in ant court
he even worked for the post office once
he got a car phone to yell in at no one in
particular
nobody noticed that it never rang
he had a mono brow
and a big collection of
.22's and .38's and .44's and .9's

why should I wait all day in a line
to pay some fine?
I'm always hearing voices say "Go get yours
cuz I got mine"
well I'll park anywhere that I want to
now cuz the
meter maid is dead
and I stamped "case closed" on the
rubble of the
IRS mans head

his day started with his mother and his
ex-something or other
a check list was later found
suits and skirts played Out on the a
sidewalk
green and gray and red, and how the
Pigeons fed
sky full of copters, more cameras than
coppers
an adoring crowd swelled behind a
giant barricade
front page story, and now immortal
a name memorized in households all
across the USA

got a place in a special history book
and a life now not in vain
a card in the collector's series
and John Rambo's playing me
well I'll park anywhere that I want to
now cuz the
meter maid is dead
and I stamped "case closed" on the
rubble of the
IRS man's head
newspaper said he was a textbook    case   a classic example of a mass killer:    as a kid and was the judge in ant court    he even worked for the post office once    he got a car phone to yell in at no one in    particular   nobody noticed that it never rang    he had a mono brow    and a big collection of   .22's and .38's and .44's and .9's      why should I wait all day in a line    to pay some fine?    I'm always hearing voices say "Go get yours   cuz I got mine"   well I'll park anywhere that I want to    now cuz the   meter maid is dead   and I stamped "case closed" on the    rubble of the   IRS mans head      his day started with his mother and his    ex-something or other    a check list was later found    suits and skirts played Out on the a    sidewalk   green and gray and red, and how the   Pigeons fed   sky full of copters, more cameras than    coppers   an adoring crowd swelled behind a    giant barricade   front page story, and now immortal    a name memorized in households all    across the USA      got a place in a special history book   and a life now not in vain    a card in the collector's series    and John Rambo's playing me    well I'll park anywhere that I want to    now cuz the   meter maid is dead    and I stamped "case closed" on the    rubble of the   IRS man's head